Mitchell relaxed on the blanket with her as they ate some of the food and he told her about when Annie learned about her abilities. That had been a very…actually scary time for them because she couldn't control her powers and they were strong! He looked to the young woman when she spoke, asking about how old he was. "Oh you're going to think I'm an old man." He chuckled. "Probably gonna run away from me too." He grinned teasing her a bit. He knew she wouldn't mind, if she did, she wouldn't be with him now. "I'm 117 years old." He spoke seriously looking to her curious about her expression at his age.

He moved to lay his head on her lap as he continued to answer questions for her, letting her know just about anything she wanted to know. Some of the things were a little harder to talk about, but he did because he knew he could trust her. He smiled getting a bit of an idea that he wanted to do. He looked towards the lake for a few moments debating on doing what he planned on doing…then deciding what the hell, it was warm enough they wouldn't get too cold, and they'd dry pretty quickly. He sat up, picked Ady up in his arms and took off for the lake with a grin on his face.

"Oh, wow, you are an old man." Adrienne said. She was most definitely going to mock his age from that point onward, but, no, it didn't particularly bother her. She had recently learned that one of her friends was a werewolf. And she hadn't thought that Mitchell was a terribly new vampire, anyway. She was past the point of being bothered by something like his age. When he lay his head on her lap she threaded her fingers through his curly hair, continuing her questions. She gave him time to answer them even if she was a generally impatient girl. She asked him things about his past, about his life, about everything she could think of - of course, the most amusing question out of the bunch was as to whether or not he'd had an afro in the seventies, because his hair was quite curly.
She was taken by surprise when Mitchell scooped her up off the ground and started heading for the lake. For a single moment she was confused, then realization dawned on her and she tried to squirm away before he reached the water.

Mitchell chuckled when she'd said that he was old. "Ouch, ouch." He teased her a bit as he told her about his past. He laughed at her questions about his style back in the majorly historical years. Thankfully no he hadn't had an afro. He wasn't into that kind of stuff even if his hair was curly. He chuckled as he picked her up and took off for the water with her in his arms. He held her tightly as he jumped off into the lake and soon the water splashed around the both of them. He carried her up to the surface with him before he popped out of the water with her laughing.

He could tell she was pissed at him but just to see the look on her face, it was all worth it. He chuckled and before she could yell at him too much he leaned forward and placed a kiss against her lips. It was a gentle sweet kiss, but their first kiss none the less. He held her close to him before he slowly pulled away from the kiss and gave her a smile, both of them dripping wet from the water. He knew she couldn't be mad at him after a kiss like that.

Adrienne had come up cursing. Her language got bad when she was annoyed, and this was no different. She found quite a few things to call him as they surfaced, now dripping wet. "You stupid motherf-" and that was when he kissed her. Adrienne wasn't a girl that generally liked clichés. She wasn't one prone to twirling her hair or fluttering her eyelids, she didn't like romance novels, she cursed like a sailor. But when they kissed she swore that butterflies had taken up a home in her stomach. Even though she was supposed to be mad at him she kissed him back, and when they parted she still could not find it within her to shout at him.

It took a lot to render Adrienne speechless, but he'd managed it. For a moment, anyway, until she realized that her half-white top had become sheer with the water and that her mascara was running. "You're a jerk."

He laughed as she started calling him names before he moved to kiss her softly as he held her body close to his. He loved that she wasn't like the other girls he'd met. She cussed, she didn't like the gooey gushy romance movies, and she wasn't afraid to speak her mind. He smiled gently stroking her cheek gently after he'd pulled back from the kiss. He grinned when she didn't say anything. He had noticed that the white in her top had become see through and it was very obvious what kind of bra she had on. He just chuckled when she called him a jerk. "Oh you know you love it." He swam towards the edge of the lake. He climbed out with her and lead her back up to the blanket.

"At least this place isn't too populated. I wouldn't have done that if it was." He grinned and offered her his coat to put on over her shirt for now so she could cover herself until her shirt dried out. He had to admit he was pretty happy with that extra bonus that'd happened with her shirt. He chuckled a bit before he gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "Your expression was pretty funny when you realized what I was doing." He couldn't help but laugh pulling her close to him again. "You looked like a cat trying to get away from a bath tub."

Adrienne scoffed when Mitchell mentioned that she loved it - well, yeah, she kind of did. Otherwise she wouldn't have stuck around him that long. Had she not liked him, she wouldn't have spoken with him unless it was absolutely necessary or she wanted an argument. She climbed out of the water and headed back to the blanket with him, her wet clothes clinging to her body. Moodily she accepted the coat from him and slipped it on, though it was much, much too big on her.

She tried not to smile when he kissed her cheek. "It was not!" She denied when he said that she'd looked like a cat trying to get away from a bathtub. "Obviously you need to get your eyes checked." The redhead scoffed. She tried not to be too terribly amused by the way his curly hair sprung up even when wet, but it made her smile all the same. A lot of things about Mitchell just made her smile, and that was one of the most annoying things in the world when she was trying to be upset at him.

He grinned hearing her scoff as he lead her back up to the blanket. He laughed when she denied that she'd looked like a cat getting away from water. "You did." He grinned before she scoffed at him again. He knew that she wasn't as upset at him as she was trying to make it seem like she was. She was just playing and he knew it. He chuckled and sat down on the blanket with her once more in the sun. He moved to lay his head back on her lap as she smiled at him. He knew she couldn't stay mad at him too horribly long. "You had to admit that was fun." He chuckled a bit before he took her hand and kissed her wrist softly.

He continued like that with her for awhile, enjoying the sunny weather and the chance to just spend some one on one time with her. He would hear his phone go off with George calling to ask him if everything was ok. He would answer with "is this an emergency?" If not, he'd hang up. He wasn't going to let George ruin his time with her, he finally got her alone…without her cat to interrupt them, he was going to take advantage of it.