"I'm not sure it would help, but if there was no actual programming present, the only special treatment you'd get would be because I rather enjoyed the evening... Despite the revelation," Elita said with a frown, and then, with a thoughful expression, shifted her postion so she could lean up and press the fronts of their helms together.

"But I can tell you... honestly and without reservation... That I would be very pleased if you'd want me to stay, because I would certainly like to have the chance to know you better." Pulling back, still sitting on her knees to bring her face to face with Optimus, and even slightly taller than that, Elita shamelessly cradled his face in her hands.

"Do you want me to stay?"