[That kiss takes Willock by surprise and he gapes at her for a second or two, reddening. Well. He barely knows her, and she just kissed him. Um.]

...You're welcome. [Annnd he's just going to turn to the dryer now, opening the door.] Uh, when the washing machine turns off, you're going to want to put the clothes in here to dry them. You put them in, shut the door, take this part out and clean off any of the lint that might be here, turn the dial to about here, and press this button.

[He goes through the motions, cleaning and replacing the lint trap, shutting the door, turning the dial and pointing out the start button, too awkward to send more than a passing glance in her direction.]