Rick was almost late meeting up with Karen. He had been too busy telling off Popuri and only noticed the time when she furiously asked him if he was supposed to be getting ready. Rick was ready to see his princess. He laughed when he thought about it. They had entered a new stage of their relationship and began calling each other cute little nicknames. She was his princess and he was her little red grape. Of course, he had turned bright red when her mother had asked what it meant.
"Um...it's cause I'm sweet like her favorite red wine..."
