They finally reached Ariel's home that night. It was dark and cold. Dylan quickly stepped out of his car and ran to the other door to open the car for Ariel.

He opened the car door on Ariel's side and held out his hand for her.

"Take my hand, Ariel."

Ariel looked at him in confusion. She could not tell whether he was sincere or whether it was just his attempt at being funny. Choosing the latter was a safer option so she smacked his hand away playfully and got out of the car herself.

"Come on, it's too late for such jokes," she said, stretching and yawning, "I'm so...