Whatever she expected from the cryptic tag, it wasn't this.

She bursts out laughing as she pulls the item out of the ripped wrapping, because really? "Ooh, kinky," she says, her mind immediately going to the other purpose that she's willing to bet he absolutely intended. Strapping one end around her wrist, she teases, "You out of handcuffs? Or did you wanna pretend we're back in the 30s?" You know, when anything rougher would've probably injured her.