"Of course, if I decide to slave away for your future lounging, I shall check things out properly beforehand." Ah, yes, this would be the 'dry' tone.

"And yes, your front desk is boring. So I moved the phone to your desk. You've got a better chair." And it was already broken in! And yes, he could probably guess she had her feet propped up on the desk too!

Her initial thought of 'Who do you think I am, Gambit?' would really be helpful now. Instead she swallowed away the lump in her throat because Morph would have loved it, then sighed. "And well, you know I'll take a good shaking over desk work any day. You think I couldn't shake you with one arm?"