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"Sure," he agreed, making a beeline for the dresser. It took him a bit of sifting through the door, but he found something that looked like pajamas. Not surprisingly featuring Hawk Man. "These?" he asked, holding them out to her. This wasn't so hard, maybe his daughter would be a nice easy sleeper like Gavin instead of a naggy, whiny one like he remembered Angie being. And hopefully she wouldn't be afraid of the dark.

Stephan nodded, understanding why you wouldn't want to rewake a toddler at their bedtime. "So, what should we do now?" He asked quietly, knowing that though he probably wouldn't wake him up just by talking, he still wanted to be quiet. He remembered being Gavin's age, faintly, and one of the main things he remembered was that he was never once this good at bed time. Nanny always had to nearly cage him in to get him to sleep.

What to do, what to do. Well, he would have suggested something off color as a joke, but since they were standing in a toddler's room, he thought that'd be a bit inappropriate. Heading for the door, he suggested, "We could watch a movie?" Yeah, that'd be good. It burned time and left a lot of room for conversation. Or whatever. And with how mellow he was feeling, he was even up for a chick flick.

"Ooh, fear, you're letting the frat boy pick a movie," he joked, concentrating a bit on the movies there. They were all pretty standard, and of course, there were a few chick flicks. They seemed like a better option that horror or action, right now at least. Hmm. There's Something About Mary. A little unconventional, but perfect. Sort of romantic, sort of funny. "How about this?" He asked, offering the case to her.

Cracking a smile, he did as he was told, taking a seat so he could lean back against the arm of the couch. He'd seen the movie a few times before, though he'd never really paid much attention, and part of him didn't entirely feel like paying attention this time. Alright, so he was trying to behave himself, but his mind was still in the gutter. It always was. Came with the testosterone. "I take it you don't watch movies very often then?" He asked, finding her battle with the player a tiny bit funny.

To tell the truth, Stephan was nervous. But this was about where most of his dates started, so he was slowly getting more comfortable. She seemed kind of tense, but whether that was his fault or simply the stress of being a parent and finally having time to relax, he didn't know. As the movie started, he decided to try and get her to loosen up some. "Sit back some, pretend you're jelly," he prodded, putting a hand on her shoulder, "You look like you're waiting on a bus with a bunch of creeps around." Alright, perhaps joking wasn't the best approach.

He couldn't help but smile when he saw her blush. She was cute when she was embarassed, or nervous, whichever it was. Time for him to be a useful male and make a move instead of just letting her sit there stewing in awkward feelings. "Here, this might be more comfortable," he offered, shifting to put one arm around her and pull her up to where she could use his shoulder as a sort of headrest.

"No problem," he said, keeping his arm around her. Much better. Now at least if she was nervous it wasn't a lonely kind of nervous. Or something like that. Girls' shyness never really did make much sense to him. Then again, that could have been because he was a guy. Just maybe. He watched the movie attentively for a few minutes, then looked back at her, "So what made you come here?"