"Oh, poor baby." There might be a low giggle, before she presses her lips to his in a butterfly kiss. "I suppose I could go sit on the couch and sort through more colors if you're that reluctant about it."

Grin, grin.

"Mmmm, not getting out of it that easily. A movie consists of jeans and flannel shirts. Black tie means I treat you to dinner somewhere nice, future ace reporter. Which sounds like two dates to me."