[She's finishing off her cherry coke as he taps his foot and hums, and she enjoys listening to it because she knows exactly what song it is. A slow smile spreads out across her face, until it's toothy and almost a little silly. But it's okay if she looks like a dork in front of him. He doesn't mind.]
You have to sing that one on stage sometime.
[It's hard to resist leaning forward to steal a quick kiss, so she doesn't. She grabs a couple of fries as she leans back into her chair, and swirls them in the remaining ice cream to see how she likes the mix of salty and sweet. ]
Or sing it right now for me. For real, I mean! Not just humming.
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You have to sing that one on stage sometime.
[It's hard to resist leaning forward to steal a quick kiss, so she doesn't. She grabs a couple of fries as she leans back into her chair, and swirls them in the remaining ice cream to see how she likes the mix of salty and sweet. ]
Or sing it right now for me. For real, I mean! Not just humming.