Molly isn't particularly concerned with the specifics of her apartment either, only the privacy that being behind a closed door affords. She's not particularly shy in public, but still, there's only so far they can really go while in an elevator with every chance of being interrupted. The way he kisses her and pulls her close, she doesn't think she's the only one who feels that way. With his broad hand at her waist, she moves in easily, pressing close against him, one hand curling around his shoulder. Already, she wants to know what it would feel like to have him touch her without layers of clothes between them, but for all that she's beyond pleased with the fact that they're apparently on the same page as far as getting right to it is concerned, she isn't in that much of a hurry.

As far as actually making it to her bedroom goes, she'd put the odds at about even.

With her free hand, she drops her purse on the floor, a problem she can deal with later. For the moment, there are far more pressing concerns at hand.