[ Since she's apparently leaving the decision in his hands, he unbuttons the jacket and then just drapes it around her shoulders like a cloak before playfully offering her his arm. And maybe a polite bow, just to play up his role as the lady's escort. ]

I can see that. I'd say maybe we should practice that here before going back but...

[ He pauses to let his gaze drift around the partially ransacked room before offering her an impish grin, his nose scrunched up. ]

Nah. Serves them right, they can clean up their own mess. Ready to go?