You're the Wisest Funny One that I Will Ever, Ever Know

It's around hour 1:15 that Jake's bored mind starts drifting off towards Amy and how she would love it if she were in his place. He's fidgeting with his wedding ring, thinking about her and how he can't wait to see her at home when the idea pops into his head that he should take her there for a date night. It makes the wait so much more bearable; trying and remembering Holt's every word to impress her later with his unexpected knowledge of barrel-making gives him a purpose. Associating the facts he learns with Amy's potential reactions to them turns the remaining two hours into a much funnier moment than he ever expected it would be, and he's wearing a full grin when he buys Yanya two tickets for Friday night before he leaves. (Not that he really needs to – he highly doubt the exhibition will ever be sold out. But him buying tickets in advance? It's definitely gonna please his wife.)

He's got an awesome idea for sure.

She's already home when he arrives, sitting on the couch with a trash bag at her feet and a few personal things methodically arranged on the table in front of her. She seems so focused on whatever she's doing that she barely turns around to shoot him a smile when he passes the front door.

"Hi babe. What do you think I should keep?" she points towards two of the items when he approaches her. Jake presses a soft kiss to her lips as he sits next to her. He then fixes his gaze on the table, brows furrowing in slight confusion.

"I don't know? Both?"

He's not the best at getting rid of things (much to Amy's regret).

She rolls her eyes at him. "You're not helping." Then brings her attention back onto the items and after a short pause, puts one into the trash with a contented sigh.

Jake amusedly shakes his head as he watches her; he's not so sure what he's witnessing right now.

"Anyways. I have a surprise for you!" he joyfully exclaims.

The words immediately catch Amy's attention. She abandons everything she was doing before and turns around to look him in the eyes. She's wearing an intrigued smile on her face.

"Really? What is it?"

"Do you know there's a barrel-making exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum of Industry?"

"I do." She nods and smiles. "Y'know I've subscribed to this monthly magazine that lists all the new exhibitions in museums in New York. But how do you know?!" It's easy to tell by the way she stares at him that she didn't expect him of all people to have heard of such an event.

"I was there with Holt this afternoon. Long story," he adds when he sees the look she shoots at him – he'll have all the time to tell her all about that whole Gordon-the-spy story later. "But I got us tickets. Friday night. You and me." To emphasize his words, Jake takes the tickets out of his pocket. "What do you say?" He's proudly grinning, impatiently waiting for Amy's reaction.

A reaction that is soon to come, and he can tell the exact moment the information fully reaches her brain. The expression in her eyes switches suddenly as they grow bigger in surprise… and a little arousal.

(Bingpot!)

"Seriously? You want to go there? Again?!" She's definitely startled.

"Yeah. I learned a few facts I think you'll find really interesting," he says in a suggestive voice as he wriggles his eyebrows and beams at her. If he's to trust her body language right now, he made the right call.

Amy is loving his surprise.

(Not to brag, but he's truly nailing this husband thing.)

"Oh, mama…" Amy whispers before she leans over. She scoots closer to his side and, instead of showing her excitement about their upcoming night through words, cups his face and kisses him fiercely.

Jake chokes back a laugh when they part. "Wow. You really like that surprise, don't you?!"

She blushes a little at that, the tip of her ears turning a new shade of red. "Mmmhmm." She brings him in again for another searing kiss.

He's got an awesome idea indeed.