[He glances to the timer only for a moment, noting how she's handed the reins to him now, so to speak. Far be it from him to waste the opportunity, so he answers easily:]

That depends on where you're going.

[No single line is foolproof, but he thinks he's already caught her attention, regardless of how she might be teasing. Their game isn't over yet, though.]

There's something to be said for stopping to smell the roses, [he continues,] but if you're not a fan of flowers, maybe you could pause for a moment to tell me what's so enticing to make a lady move quite so fast? Just so I know if I should be coming along with you.