Not yet

"Why am I not cooling down?" T'Pol asks, her voice full of irratation.

Inwardly you smile, if smaller emotions like irratation were leaking through then it would only be a matter of time before the larger ones like lust broke through. Using the Key to make her believe that everything you sugest is okay and logical you say, "The heat isn't critical only a minor problem. Why don't we both take off our uniforms so we can continue the survey?"

What could you say, you are impatant to see her in all her glory but want to see her squrm a bit more.