[He inwardly winces at the question, imagining a date with Anna would be quite the bizarre event. He has little enough experience taking ordinary women out, never mind one who likes to shoot bazookas and trap men in chokeholds with her thighs.] Ah, well. Not exactly.

[At least they're on the same page there. Still, he could handle a walk if it meant less of whatever this is.]

We could... snipe squirrels in the courtyard?

[He watches carefully as Anna removes his tie, choosing not to say anything about it for now. Clearly, she's trying to draw reactions from him. Norman realizes he should be careful how he responds to her actions.]