His brow lifts and a low rumble vibrates through his throat. "I'm intrigued already."

He is quickly elbow high in pumpkin flesh and seeds, scooping them out with a spoon and his fingers, sloping them into a bowl. Eventually he runs his hands along the inside and nods in approval. He steps back and gestures to the pumpkin before finding a nearby towel to clean his arms with. "It's all yours." Sitting down so that he can watch, he winks at her. "I hope it's not my face you're planning to put on there."