"It's fine," Molly says with a shrug, instinctively shooting him a grin as she steps past him into the building, glancing over as she makes her way towards the elevator. "I'm the one who really needed a ride. Those few blocks in these shoes would not have been fun." As it is, she's looking forward to getting out of them anyway — among other things, though the rest of what she's wearing is slightly lower priority. Pressing the button for the elevator, she tugs at his tie after turning to face him, standing close, like now that he's effectively told her it's alright, there's nothing to stop her. "You can get the next one."