Mai watches him quietly, her gaze following his very precise movements to the glass and then back to giving her attention. As usual, Kaito moves very specifically. All to accomplish his goal but still remaining elegant. She admired that about him.

Then she's distracted as the ice club is moving over her lips and she gasps as it slides down her body. She can't resist a very soft grown as she shivers to the touch. She'd respond but she couldn't grasp onto the words she needed. This hadn't been the response she was expecting from him.