A/N: The second part should come out sooner now that I have slightly more time and it'll be the entirety of the date. After that, more time skips and we can move further along with the plot.

I'd also like to thank everyone that reviewed, favorite'd, and followed this story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.

The following week couldn't pass quick enough for Anna. For once in her life, the strawberry-blonde cursed her active studio and literature classes. Although they shared a few classes (far too few in Anna's opinion), they were incredibly large lecture ones and she could only glance over her shoulder to watch from several rows away as Elsa diligently took notes in the far back. That said, it didn't always mean they didn't get to see each other now and then.

Before being quickly pulled away by one of her troupe friends or Rapunzel or someone else, Anna would sometimes catch Elsa down the hallway. Ecstatically, she would wave goodbye to the blonde while simultaneously being dragged away. Elsa's reserved, shy answering smile would be the only thing necessary to put a goofy, dazed grin on the redhead's face for the rest of the day.

Soon though she hoped she'd be able to do more than frantic waves, quick hellos and silent goodbyes.

x x x

"What do you think?" Anna asked, holding up a pleated skirt.

Rapunzel glanced up from her current position on the floor, portrait and brush in hand. She scrunched up her face, visualizing Anna in her mind. "No, wear something else."

Anna blew a raspberry at her cousin, turning back to their shared closet and rummaging through it. "I don't really have many options," she said worriedly, frowning.

"Wear something warm! It's going to be cold tomorrow and even colder in the theater." Rapunzel brushed another line, poking her tongue out and contemplating the painting.

"Warm? Like what?" Anna asked, grabbing a random pair of pants off the racket. Ripped jeans. She pouted and put them back. Normally she wouldn't have ever cared for what she wore, but when it came to dates with Elsa she always wanted to look her best. She grabbed another pair of pants at random and then shuddered.

Sweats on a date? Way to let everyone know you're a hobo Anna.

At the very least she wanted to look presentable.

She replaced the gray sweats and after searching through her closet one more time, finally gave up and grabbed a pair of slightly faded, beige cargo pants.

"Are these fine Punzy?" Anna held up the pants to her cousin, brow furrowed and eyes wide and pleading as she bit her lip.

The brunette carefully placed a dot on her portrait and then looked up. "Hmm." She held up a thumb and sized her cousin up.

Anna rolled her eyes. "Not my looks. I meant are they warm enough? My pants?"

"Oh! Oh yeah then, they're fine Anna." Rapunzel flashed her a grin and then went back to her painting, grabbing a few tubes of red and yellow paint.

Anna looked down at her pants and sighed, shoulders drooping. As soon as I get my paycheck from work, I'm going shopping. I already look plain as it is, the very least I can do for Elsa is that my clothes look nice.

Despite Elsa's assurance that Anna didn't need to impress her, the strawberry-blonde still wanted to look her best. Some small part of her still doubted Elsa would want to be seen in public with a boring Jane-Doe like her. Her fingers tightened around the hem of her pants as her frown deepened.

For her. I want to look my best for her.

A memory flashed through her mind and she felt her heart clench, painfully and sweetly at the mental images. The grip on her pants loosened, a smile working its way on her face at the memory and a low, burning feeling started in her gut and spread its way over her skin.

Her reverie was interrupted when the door to their small dorm was burst open and a familiar figure shoved his way into the apartment.

"I come bearing gifts!" Eugene cried, holding two boxes in his arms. He dipped into a low bow, holding out a pink, red-ribbon wrapped gift to Rapunzel, wiggling his eyebrows at her. "Fair Princess, I have brought, from far across the campus, an assortment of citrus-y goodness for thee. Thy favorite, if I may presume," he said, dropping his voice an octave.

Rapunzel giggled and took the box, kissing her boyfriend on the cheek. "Aww, Eugene, you shouldn't have." Nonetheless, she happily opened her gift and her face lit up at the rows of lemon and orange candies inside. Grinning, she popped one into her mouth and stood to her tiptoes to give her boyfriend another cheek kiss.

Anna quirked an eyebrow at Eugene. "And you say I'm the lovesick fool."

Eugene shrugged and smirked, "A man's gotta keep his lovely lady happy Red." He put down the larger box on her bed. "Just like a brother's gotta be a big ol' softie for his little sister," he added, throwing a wink her way.

Anna's face brightened considerably and she bounded towards the present. "Kristoff got me something?! What did he bring? Did it arrive today? Did you pick it up? Can I open it?!" She was already tearing away at the brown paper before he could even answer.

Eugene flopped onto Rapunzel's bed and chuckled. "Yes, I don't know, yes, yes I did—you're welcome by the way—and you're already opening it anyway."

Anna squealed loudly as she finished tearing open the gift, causing him to flinch.

She pulled out a dark green and gold, brand new letterman jacket from the mess of wrapping paper and cardboard that she'd made. Her eyes were round with joy, crinkling at the corners as her lips stretched in a large grin across her face. "That big softie! He got it in some of my favorite colors too!"

"Try it on! Try it on!" Rapunzel jumped up and bounced beside her, reaching one hand out to finger the material, marveling at the stitching.

Anna threw her a grin and quickly pulled on the jacket.

Only for it to go just barely up to her fingers.

Eugene howled on the bed, flopping onto his back and clutching at his stomach. "I think Reindeer King forgot not everyone is as big as him."

Anna huffed and bit her lip, lifting a sleeve to stare forlornly as her fingers wriggled just above the cuff.

Rapunzel smiled sympathetically and squeezed her arm. "You look great Anna, don't worry."

Sensing the downturned mood, Eugene coughed into his hand as he sat back up. "Don't worry Red. So what if it's a bit…well okay a lot bigger? Just means you can share it."

Anna pulled at imaginary lint on her new jacket and frowned at him. "Share it?"

Her childhood friend smirked and did his signature 'smoulder.' Anna shuddered. It never worked to ease her mind and never seemed to have its intended effect on other women whenever Eugene tried it out. Not even Rapunzel had fallen for it when they'd first met.

He rolled his eyes at her disgusted look. "Okay let me spell it out for you. When guys wear big jackets like that, it means they want to get some action-" Rapunzel shot him a look "- uh cuddling going on. I mean it, strictly safe stuff, but you know, it's like the whole yawn and raise your arm to 'discreetly' put it around her shoulders thing." He lay back down and placed his arms under his head. "Big jackets, nice and warm. You can't ever go wrong with them on a date with a girl who likes to cuddle."

Anna blinked and poked at her gift. Her pout had been replaced by an intrigued look. "You think so?"

Rapunzel sat next to her boyfriend and smirked down at him, something she'd picked up from dating the roguish man. "We don't even know if Elsa likes cuddling. She's the really reserved type, you know."

Anna's pout returned. "True." Then her face lit up again. "But she did kiss me on the cheek a lot! And she laughed a lot on our first date! That has to mean something!"

Rapunzel gave her a look; a look that usually meant to tell her to tone it down. "If she's comfortable with it. But let's not get too excited." Her cousin could attest to the fact that Anna's excitement often led to reckless behavior. Reckless, painful behavior. Reckless, painful behavior that often led to awkward, painful situations.

Anna dropped her shoulders and huffed, scuffing her toe on the apartment floor. "I know, I know. Honestly, you're like Kristoff when it comes to telling me to calm down."

As if aware that she'd been talking about her brother, her phone chose that moment to blare a familiar, custom ringtone.

"Reindeers are better than people."

Eugene glanced at the strawberry-blonde, face scrunched up. "Does he still think that?"

Anna blew him a raspberry and reached into her pocket, flipping her cell open. She walked out into the hallway to escape Eugene's snickering.

"Kristoff?" she asked, bringing her phone to her ear and leaning against the wall by her apartment. The hallway was thankfully devoid of people, allowing her some quiet and peace of mind.

She heard only static for a small moment before a gruff and warm voice sounded on the other end.

"Hey fiestypants! Did you get my gift?"

She squealed and held the phone tighter to her ear, closing her eyes to allow an image of her brother to shape in her mind's eye. It'd been a while since they'd had a discussion that lasted more than a few quick hi-how-are-you and I-love-you's. She missed the buff, teddybear-soft guy.

"Yeah, it just arrived today. Eugene picked it up. Oh Kristoff, you didn't have to get me anything! It looks expensive!"

Her brother chuckled on the other line. "Don't you worry about the price. After you told me how your first date went I figured I'd get you something since I know for a fact most of your clothes are falling apart at the seams with what you do behind stage. And off stage probably."

"Ha ha ha, very funny Kristoff." She rolled her eyes and then soothed her expression, lips falling into a softened smile. "No but seriously, you didn't have to get me anything."

"Think of it as my sign of approval," Kristoff said and Anna distantly heard him shuffling for his gear. "By the way, does it fit? I was a bit worried when I was talking to the tailor. I don't know how much you've grown this past year." He grunted and Anna knew he was tugging at his boots in frustration again.

She giggled and flexed her fingers, watching the way the jacket covered them up in its oversized warmth. "It's a bit big-" she heard him curse on the other end "-but don't worry Reindeer King, it fits like a dream. Nice and warm!"

"Ugh, really? I guess I forgot how small you are in comparison to me. Do you want me to get ano-"

She cut him off, frowning and folding her arms as she responded, "No! This one is perfect Kristoff, really! I love it."

Her brother sighed over the phone and she heard the click of his helmet as he snapped it into place. "Well if you say so fiestypants. Just wanted to make sure you're okay with it. Anyway, I have to run, match is about to start. You take care okay? Make sure you eat breakfast every day and be careful on set alright? I don't want to hear how you broke another bone again and don't forget to get a good, solid eight hours of sleep and-"

Anna moved her mouth silently, mimicking Kristoff's entire speech. My god, I could repeat this in my sleep! Even if he is right about that broken bone thing…

"Anna, are you listening to me?" he asked, surprising her from her train of thought.

"Huh, what? Sure I am! You said something about something!"

Kristoff hummed and then just chuckled. She could hear the smile in his voice as he said, "Alright whatever. I have to go, I'll talk to you soon Anna."

Anna tugged the jacket closer, feeling her heart swell at having something from her brother be so close by. "Okay Kristoff, talk to you later. I love you Reindeer King."

"Love you too fiestypants."

The phone clicked and the line ended. She stood there for a moment, savoring both the warmth of her jacket and his last words. Sighing happily, she twirled and hopped back into her room. Rapunzel was once again seated on the floor, brush working furiously over her painting while Eugene juggled a few candies back and forth. They looked up when she reentered.

"All good?" Eugene asked, popping a candy into his mouth.

Anna nodded and opened her dresser, looking for a shirt to compliment her outfit. "Yeah, everything's fine! He's got a match today so we couldn't talk long, but it's all good." She posed in front of their small vanity mirror, smoothing down her jacket and holding up her pants. "Think this is fine?"

Rapunzel glanced up, paintbrush dripping with a warm and muted orange color. "Looks nice and cozy!"

Eugene gave her a grin and a thumbs-up. "Try out the ol' yawn and arm thing, ya here? It's a classic."

"What movie are you two going to see by the way?" Rapunzel questioned, looking back down at her painting to begin dotting the picture quickly and decisively.

Anna smoothed her hair back and started gathering her book bag. "I was thinking we'd just decide when we get there," she answered distractedly. She had swimming classes with Ariel soon and she needed to get going.

"Just one thing Anna," Rapunzel said, dipping her brush into a redder tone.

"Hm?"

"Did you even ask Elsa out yet?" Rapunzel questioned, looking up from her portrait, doe green eyes wide in curiosity.

Anna paused, flushed, and twiddled her thumbs together. "Ehehe, oops."

Eugene spat out a candy between laughs. Anna grimaced and stuck her tongue out at him as she continued getting ready to leave. Maybe she could catch Elsa before her swimming class. Stripping the jacket off, she walked over to her bed and gently folded it back into its box. Her hand lingered on the material for a moment, gaze soft. Thanks Kristoff.

"You're going to be late," Rapunzel sang, not looking up from her painting.

Giving a rare curse, Anna quickly grabbed her bag and raced out the doorway, yelling out a quick, "See you guys later!"

"Bye," Eugene said, although Anna was already long gone. With a shrug he turned back to his girlfriend's candy box and nabbed a bright orange piece.

As he threw it into his mouth, Rapunzel finally picked up her painting and studied it for a moment. Holding it up to her boyfriend, she asked, "What do you think?"

Eugene eyed the portrait as he crunched on the candy. "Hmm. She has fifty-three freckles Princess. Not fifty-four."

"Really?!"

An exasperated groan.

x x x

The quiet of the library was only broken when her phone buzzed in her pocket.

Concentration broken, Elsa blinked and glanced down at it as she fished it out. Immediately, she turned away from her books and scrabbled to flip it open when she saw just who the sender. She tried to contain the giddy bubble of excitement that bloomed in her chest when she read the solitary text message.

"Where are you?"

Feeling a smile tugging hard at her lips, she quickly tapped out a reply with finely manicured nails.

"I'm at the library. I had a free session today so I wanted to catch up on some studying."

Pressing send, she debated on returning back to her books or waiting for a response. She really did need to study, but she found it hard to divert her attention fully away from her cell phone. She didn't need to wait long for a response to come though. When she saw the notification flash on her screen, the smile finally broke through across her face.

It dropped when she read the reply.

"Okay, see you soon!"

She frowned lightly, feeling a twinge of disappointment at the short text message. Was that all? Trying to push back the sullen feeling welling up in her stomach, she shrugged and returned back to her books, wondering when 'soon' would be.

x x x

Half an hour later, Elsa exited the library, trying not to drop the mountains of books she was carrying.

"You sure you don't want help honey?" Tiana asked, holding her bag to her chest. The creases on her face deepened when she saw Elsa stumble forward. "Darlin' I really think you should have just borrowed a few rather than borrow each one the professor listed."

Elsa blushed lightly and shifted the books in her arms, trying to find some way to balance their weight evenly. "I'm fine, don't worry Tiana. I just wanted to make sure I had everything before I left." She fingered the spine of a large purple book. "Not all of them are for the assignment anyway," she mumbled, blush deepening.

Tiana blinked and cocked one eyebrow. She glanced over Elsa's shoulders and read the title off one of the books. "Famous Plays and Their Recep- Elsa I didn't know you were into theatre!"

Elsa coughed into her hand, her peacoat feeling unusually warm and restrictive. "Well I wasn't before, but I wanted to read up a little, since, well…" She trailed off, turning her head to the side to avoid the knowing smirk growing on Tiana's face.

"Since you're just that type of intellectual. Don't worry, I understand honey," Tiana said, winking at her.

Elsa opened her mouth to say something when a shout-

"Elsa!"

-cut her off.

Both of them turned their heads to see a familiar strawberry-blonde running toward them at full speed, backpack flapping in the wind.

Elsa couldn't help the shy smile that spread over her lips as Anna skidded to a halt in front of them.

Tiana couldn't help noticing it either and it caused the smirk on her face to soften.

Anna huffed, hands on her knees and sweat trickling down her forehead. "S-sorry, j-just give me, give me a moment. R-ran, all the way here from across- across campus since you'd said you'd be at the library." She wheezed and straightened, moving her backpack from one shoulder to the other. Her usual bright grin was back in place. "I was wondering, are you free tomorrow?"

Tomorrow was Friday. She didn't have any classes scheduled for that day. Elsa felt her heart skip a beat and the glow on her cheeks grew ever warmer. "I am," she replied calmly, trying to shove the little shiver of excitement under her skin.

Anna's teal eyes lit up and Elsa allowed her smile to grow a bit at seeing that. It really was a challenge to keep her cool whenever she saw that familiar dimpled smile on Anna's face.

"Would you like to see a movie then? Seven o'clock? I'll pick you up from your place if that's fine with you!" Anna's face was so hopeful that Elsa wouldn't have been able to say no even if she wanted to. Not that she wanted to decline at all of course.

"I'd love to," Elsa said, pushing a platinum lock out of her face and smiling more freely, feeling her skin buzz at the prospect of another date with Anna. And to think I was so nervous last week. Meg was right.

A cough to her left alerted Elsa that Tiana was still standing next to her and she shifted the books in her arms, growing a tad self-conscious when the brunette looked pointedly from her to Anna. Quickly, she added, "You could have texted me this though. It would have saved you the trouble of running here."

Anna beamed and bounced in her spot. "I wanted to see you in person and when you said you were here on campus I couldn't wait."

Elsa flushed and Tiana stifled a laugh next to her. She coughed into her hand again and deliberately ignored her friend's giggles. "Right, well, I'll see you tomorrow then."

Anna nodded, shuffling closer and Elsa only had a moment to take in the redhead's lips brushing her cheek before she pulled away, giving a small wave to the two of them. "See you tomorrow then! I better go. I have P.E. in a little bit! Bye!" And with that Anna was gone, running across the grass and vaulting over someone's bicycle.

Elsa doubted Anna even saw her raising her fingers to return the tiny gesture, but she didn't care. She pulled the books closer to her chest and sighed, watching Anna's braids disappear in the distance.

Tiana elbowed her gently. "So, we should be heading back to your place right?"

Elsa broke from her daze with a sharp inhale and allowed herself to calm down. "Right, of course."

x x x

Seven o' clock on Friday really couldn't come any sooner in Elsa's opinion.

Ten minutes to the dot and Elsa was still sitting at her vanity as she finished applying the last bit of eye shadow on her face. Carefully, she dragged the brush of her mascara along her eyelashes and fluttered them lightly when she was done. Feeling a little bit braver, she smiled at her reflection and reached for her favorite tube of lipstick, the one which Meg had deemed once as "redder and hotter than Satan's spaded tail."

Meg snored from where she lay on her bed, wiped out from continuously being asked her opinions on Elsa's wardrobe.

"Just wear whatever! She sounds like she'd go out with you even if you were wearing a neon green tutu in a clown suit!"

"You're just upset because Tiana actually got to see her before you did."

"Damn straight I am! What the hell seriously?! I'm your roomie! You owe me that!"

After laughing at her roommate's disgruntled mutterings, she'd gone back to her wardrobe and finally opted for a thin blue sundress and a lilac scarf that she'd loosely tied around her neck, the ends of it draping down her back. The cold had never bothered her anyway so she wasn't worried about tonight's freezing temperatures.

Elsa smiled and put down her lipstick, lightly smacking her lips to check the vibrant sheen of them in the mirror. Satisfied, she reached for her designer handbag and placed the essentials inside. She fingered one lock of platinum-blonde before sweeping it to the side. "Perfect," she whispered to herself.

Her phone buzzed on the dresser and she reached to flip it open.

"Anna?" she asked as she brought it to her ear, already knowing who it was without having to check. The giddy feeling in her chest again was more than enough of a cue.

"Hi! I'm turning the corner. I'll be there in five minutes, are you ready or do you need more time?"

Elsa pressed a hand to her chest to stop the steadily increasing tempo and smiled. "No, it's fine. I'm ready right now." Softly, she added, "I can't wait to see you."

She could practically feel Anna's grin on the other end when she spoke.

"Be there soon then!"

The call ended and Elsa put her phone away into her handbag. She opened her dresser and after a bit of rummaging, picked out a familiar bottle. Placing it inside, she made sure that all of her bag's contents were carefully sorted. It wouldn't do for anything to get lost.

Meg suddenly snorted from her bed and jerked awake, blinking blearily at Elsa through messy bangs.

"Wha? What I miss?" she asked, voice slurred from sleep.

Elsa smirked at her roommate and zipped up her bag. "Nothing in particular Meg. I'm about to leave. There's food in the refrigerator in case you get hungry."

Meg yawned and snuggled back into her pillow, grabbing her comforter from where she'd kicked it to the bottom of the bed and throwing it back over her form. "Yeah, yeah, thanks Mom." She jerked back up when Elsa crossed to the door, eyes wide. "Wait! You got your-!"

Elsa shook her handbag at her, the sound of its contents rattling from within. "Yes, don't worry. I didn't forget."

"Think it'll be one of those days?" The brunette's face creased in a frown and the worry in her voice made Elsa's stomach churn.

"I barely had trouble on our last date. I think I'll be fine." Elsa tried to brush her friend's worries away with a wave as she stepped to the door and opened it. Even still, I can't be too careful. She looked away from Meg to hide her face as it twisted slightly.

Nodding, Meg settled back on her bed and mumbled sleepily into the covers, "If you say so, but call me if anything happens alright?"

Elsa's face smoothed into a smile and she shook her head as she heard the telltale signs of renewed snoring. You're such a softie Meg. She scurried out of their condo, making sure to gently close the door with a click so that Meg wouldn't wake and figure out that Anna was picking her up again. She didn't want their meeting to be delayed any longer. As she took the elevator down, her phone buzzed again, the text reading:

"I'm outside."

The giddy feeling in her chest was back again and Elsa tried to contain the skip in her step as she crossed the building's tiled floors and out the door into the inky night.

Anna was standing right beside her red truck, hands stuffed into the pockets of her jacket. Despite the oversized sweater, the redhead was shivering from the cold night air. Elsa spotted a single (admittedly a little large) hole in her date's cargo pants. She shook her head and smiled gently at Anna, sidling up close to pull the slightly shorter woman's jacket tighter around her body.

"You could have waited inside your truck. I'd have found you easily since it's hard to miss," Elsa said, giving her a slight hum of disapproval.

Anna grinned at her, teeth chattering as she pushed aside that curious single lock of white hair. "I wanted to see you," she echoed and her eyes were so warm despite the cold that Elsa couldn't find it in her to point out that they would have seen each other eventually. It would have taken just a few moments longer.

But I can hardly blame her for not wanting to wait those few more moments.

Elsa breathed out and watched a small puff of air rise between them. The street light bathed them in a low golden glow and she stood rooted to the spot, watching Anna's eyes crinkle up in sheer joy. Her legs quivered a bit and for a moment she thought she was melting under Anna's gaze as warmth spread over her cheeks.

Anna seemed to snap herself out of her stupor and glanced down at Elsa's legs. She frowned cutely at Elsa's shaking bare legs. "Are you cold? You're only wearing a dress."

Elsa pulled her hands close to her and shook her head as she said, "No, the cold doesn't bother me."

That wasn't why she was shaking, but a mix of unease and embarrassment stopped her from telling Anna why. She tilted her head and aimed a smile in the hopes that it would reassure her date.

Anna didn't look convinced, but she nodded and dropped the issue all the same. "Well if you're sure, but you can have my jacket if you're cold okay? Let's get inside, my truck's warm!" She turned around to her car and opened the passenger seat before rushing to the driver's end.

Elsa slid hurriedly into the car and folded her hands in her lap, letting the small smile on her lips grow as Anna bustled into the driver's seat and turned on the heater after revving up the engine.

"Warmer now?" the redhead asked her, her frown still creased on her brow. She looked over her shoulder as she began to pull out onto the street, but her gaze flicked back to Elsa now and then.

Elsa glanced sideways at her, fingers curling around her purse, needing something to do to distract her from the happy skip of her heartbeat. "Yes, I'm better. Much better," she said quietly.

Though, it's not nearly as warm as you are Anna.

Anna's frown cleared and her form relaxed as she threw Elsa a happy glance, turning out fully onto the street. Elsa returned the gaze with a tender smile, eyelashes fluttering briefly against her cheeks. The redhead let one hand drop from the steering wheel and placed it on the space between them. Elsa blinked at Anna's hand, quickly glancing up to search Anna's face. However, her date remained oblivious, watching the road before them, eyes scanning everything as she drove on. Elsa exhaled and looked back down at Anna's hand, her icy-blue eyes flicking over every crease on the tanned skin, lingering when she noticed several callouses.

The blonde unfolded her hands and inched her left forward. Her fingertips grazed the letterman jacket's cuff and she briefly wondered if it was brand new. The material was somewhat stiff, as if it had just been unwrapped. But it was warm and fuzzy to the touch and she peeled it away gently, marveling at the expanse of skin it exposed. There were minute scars on Anna's knuckles and wrist and she pondered if they were from her studio work. Her fingertips grazed the redhead's palm and the sensation of touch tingled and exploded along her skin. She shivered.

Her hands had always been sensitive.

The pads of her fingers gently ran over every callus, every crease of skin, and every ridge of bone. Every crinkle and scar on Anna's work-worn hand brought a strange feeling running down her spine, which settled somewhere between her abdomen and lower back. She inhaled sharply, feeling breathless.

I've touched and even held her hand before so why…?

Perhaps it was because the moment she became aware of Elsa's hand so close to hers, Anna upturned her palm and wordlessly intertwined their fingers. Elsa gasped quietly and glanced at Anna's face.

Anna quickly looked away from the streets to look at her before turning back. Her cheerful expression remained the same.

Right, there's nothing strange about holding hands. You've done it before, get it together.

Elsa exhaled slowly and leaned back in her seat, turning her head to watch the scenery fly by. Within the old truck's small interior, the cold night air seemed barricaded. She watched the apartment complexes flash by, the lights merging into mere splashes of color.

Anna squeezed her hand.

Elsa smiled into her scarf, face glowing pink.

This date couldn't possibly go wrong.