She set down the phone, looking back up at him. "Do you need a ride home?" * * * "Hm. Redvines or Twizzlers?"
She squinted before going over to the door as well, grabbing her keys off the counter. "Don't be ridiculous." * * * "At least I'm dating someone who knows the right kind of licorice to enjoy."
"I'm not going to have you walk home in the snow." * * * He looked down at her, raising one eyebrow. "Aren't we?"
He pursed his lips. "Alright. Thank you." *** She looked up at him with a smile. "Yes. It's just fun to say out loud."
She nodded, slipping on a coat over her pajamas and closing the door behind her. * * * He laughed slightly. "Weirdo."
(Yoop!) * * * He flushed slightly, looking down at her in surprise. "I don't think it's an exact science."