"I might have an interest." One she had not been subtle about, no. She reached to pick up the cuffs, examining them curiously. (She had seen handcuffs before, of course, but -- you know. Context was everything.) "So they're for me?"

She was not picky, here. It would be nice to have him all restrained and at her mercy with her hands actually free for once, but the idea of being handcuffed herself was kind of thrilling in a totally new-to-Annie kind of way.