[Mmm, she's doing everything she can to convince him, isn't she? He closes his eyes and smiles as he leans his head away from her just a little so she can easily reach all that skin, while his arm around her starts to lightly scratch at the back of her head.]

Yeah, sure. Maybe up in the mountains. West of here somewhere. We gotta go through New Mexico. I bet there's all kindsa pretty desert flowers to cover you in, this time of year.

[Or, again, someone's garden. Raid it while they're at work. He grins at the thought.]

'Course if we don't find something good on the drive, we have all of time to find it in LA. I hear people go to Death Valley for flowers in spring. Can't say I've ever been, though.