Jack Horner had lived a long time, from an era when women dressed in what was most practical, to when women dressed in what was most impractical, to a current era where they dressed in what looked best. He'd learned there were all manner of ways to unwrapping a prize. The overdressed ones required special care, because he had to put at least half the effort to taking off the clothes that she put into putting them on.

"The stuff of legends, us." Continuing to stroke back her hair, he nibbled a kiss on the side of her ear, before returning to task of 'unwrapping his prize'.