[It's all lovely -- his bed is nicer than hers, although whether that's a New York perk or a warden perk she couldn't say -- but she gives him an uncertain look all the same.]
I can't just take your room like that. You're sure there's nowhere else you can put me?
It's really, really important to me that you're well-appointed while you're here. I'd feel ungentlemanly if you were on a couch, and I'd be really uncomfortable the whole time. This- you're doing me a favour, I promise.
[It's really, really important to me, Quentin says, and something melts for Nina under all the cynicism. She smiles unguardedly, girlishly, her eyes bright.]
[spam]
I can't just take your room like that. You're sure there's nowhere else you can put me?
[She has to at least try to talk him out of it.]
Tidy isn't same as picky. I'm easy.
[spam]
[spam]
Okay.
[How can she possibly argue with that?]
[spam]
[He decides, laughing.]