If Erin thought the fluster that she earned from Crabb back on the Serena Eterna was impressive, it has nothing on the look of pure, flustered befuddlement that crosses her face now, jaw hanging open like a fish and face going the kind of shade Erin is more accustomed to seeing when they're already as far as the bedroom.

She even looks around a little as if she's going to find someone else this is all aimed at, or perhaps like she's trying to see where Masters has got to, but there's no 'rescue' to be found.

"I-I— um. Wow." She rubs at her neck, swallowing hard, utterly stumped on how she's supposed to handle this. "You— seriously?"