Sorry, I got too into it. Let me make it up to you, baby. [Kneading the front of his pants now.] Please...let me do it for you.

[Blinking those gemstone eyes, working that particular mouth, fingertips rolling Larry through his pants just right.] Take your clothes off and go downstairs for me.

[It's almost the equivalent of saying he needs to freshen up first. Maybe the old man will think that means he really wants Larry to break his current record for how fucking far he can get up his ass.]