She shrugged and stretched her arms. "Okay, then we can swing by your place and pick it up on the way. You play for half the time, then the other half you look at me."

I chuckled and grinned at her. "Am I supposed to understand you, or are you being deliberately... strange?"

"Was that supposed to be a compliment?" she immediately shot back.

My smile faded. "Did it come across hurtfully?"

"No, don't worry. I'm being... this is my way of being flirtatious." She let a beat of silence pass between us, then her smile resumed, albeit playfully. "Since we both know you won't be."

"How would I even...