"If you're cookin' I suppose I could be coaxed to pop by." Get it, because teleporting. And in that same vein actually, he's going to glean from her which house is hers before hefting the sack of taters over one shoulder with a little oof. He's not out of shape, he just doesn't usually carry heavy things around okay!!!! He might also be slightly out of shape. John offers her a bright, twinkling smile before vanishing - with the potatoes is worth noting (he didn't know that would work) - and reappears on her porch. Yeah, a bloke could get used to this. Not wanting to be too forward (that's a lie it's laziness), John sits on her stoop and affects boredom by the time she rounds up the path. "Hey! What took you so long, luv? Er- Lois, right?" He should probably at least attempt to learn people's names here. Or whatever.