Way too easy, but fitting, so she'll allow it. She'll also take that skim of his fingers down her spine as he intends it; Carol knows how he is with initiating physical contact in all but the most intense of circumstances, though she is a little off-center as to the exact reasoning. (The thought that she'd ever want to deny him is that far outside her awareness.)

So, maybe the more fitting saying is off the hook, because she looks and leans toward him, hand resting on his knee. She can't quite make it all the way over with her fishing pole perched as it is so he'll have to put forth some effort to meet halfway.

"Something like this?" She's smiling, less mischievous though it's swirled in there with affection and acceptance. He had energy to give her, after all.