Pretty sure you wouldn't, you weren't my first pit-stop. Weren't a stop at all, actually, the group I was running with had other priorities at the time. It was 2013, if you need to know. [ She huffs, craning her head around to take in the scenery. ] Are you ever going to locate a suitable shop of coffee for us to park in or do you just enjoy having your arms around me this much?

[ The smile morphs into a teasing smirk. ]