"No." He holds up his hands to illustrate the point once the potato is safely put down. "I learned my lesson the first time." It's now that Clark goes to retrieve his shirt. He'd apologize again, but no one likes a broken record. He puts it back on silently, only pausing to smooth it out once it's done again.

He goes to retrieve some knives and a cutting board as ordered. He'll patiently wait for her to supply him with the first round of washed potatoes to cut.