"I was actually thinking we go for the full course set. They've got lobster, too." Scott runs a hand through his hair, tidying it blindly. Abigail brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, then squeaks as Scott pulls her in and kisses her, a little more roughly. "Right. Raincheck, anyway. Tonight. Right, Abigail?" He looks at her, expression serious. She goes a brighter shade of red. "I. Y... yeah. tonight. I... I'm... I want to."