There was a thrumming sort of tension there between them, which Roxie was attempting to ignore for Joe's benefit.

"You'd think that, but I really want to learn all that there is to know about you." Pause. "Because that doesn't sound at all stalkery," added with a laugh. "I'm sorry. It's one of those days where my mouth goes before my brain catches up."

Roxie slid off of the bike and yanked the helmet off, shaking her hair free, grinning at Joe all the while. "I'm not going to lie - that was exhilarating," she said. "I mean, flying is one thing, but this was all kinds of fantastic," she added. She'd also never really let anyone take control like that before - more often than not, it was Roxie doing the driving, so to speak.

"I'm worried you might not necessarily like my tastes," Roxie confessed, taking Joe's arm. "I'm comfortable eating from the corner hot dog stand, but then I also have a thing for some of the city's more...decadent places." Which was par for the course when you were Carol Danvers' daughter and had access to so much. "But I have no doubt that I'll more than like this place." She looked up at him and grinned. "After all, the key to a good meal is good company and I like my company a lot."