Ben raised an eyebrow smugly at Puck. "There we go." Puck squinted at both of them, crossing his arms.
"I said I'm okay either way," she replied with a frown. "If it doesn't work let's just find a place to camp.:
“Up to Puck over there,” Ben said, waving idly. Puck scowled before marching towards the outskirts of town. “We shouldn’t have even come in here,” he said darkly.
Ben leaned over and kissed her temple while Puck stopped, hidden in the dry brush about 50 feet away from town. "Here. This'll work."