"And we didn't even have to bicker about raspberry first," she answers with a grin. It's nice to see that he can let himself joke around. Might have to accuse him of relaxing by the end of the night.

"Could be. If not, I'm not opposed to finding a diner after. As long as it's not past your bed time." There's a hint of teasing humor in her voice as she says it.

Coming to a stop in the first room, she watches one of the screens, smiling. The projected image is a field of sunflowers, waving gently in a breeze. It slowly shifts into a swirling and sparkling sea of constellations. "This is pretty cool."