Even knowing perfectly well what they came back to her apartment for, Molly still smiles a little into it when he kisses her. This really is the best possible way her night could have gone. Had she not run into him, had he not been interested when she essentially propositioned him, she's sure she could have figured something else out. But at a time like this more than any other, it's good to be with someone she trusts, someone who knows about what happened to her and thus won't be scared off by it, a concern she's had to carry with her for years now. Really, it's no wonder that she doesn't have the same confidence or get laid as much as she used to.

Tonight, though, she has every intention of doing exactly that. While she's mindful that they're in an elevator that anyone else could get onto before they reach her floor, she's also never been particularly modest, and anyway, it's not like they're doing anything more than kissing. Still, she has every intention of getting to that soon enough, and she's not about to pretend otherwise.