"I've got nothing." Eve swiveled around to him. "Zip. You've got something. What?" "Apparently, it's not coffee," he said with a glance at his empty mug. "What am I, a domestic droid?" "If so, why aren't you wearing your frilly white apron and little white cap, and nothing else?" She sent him a pained look of sincere bafflement. "Why do men think that kind of getup is sexy?" "Hmm, let me think. Mostly naked women wearing only symbols of servitude. No, I can't understand it myself." "Perverts, your entire species. What have you got?" "Besides a very clear picture of you in my head wearing a frilly white apron and little white cap?" "Jesus, I'll get the damn coffee if you'll cut it out."