There was this whole expanse of pretty purple hood, it was true. Though, honestly, it would be because Ignis was rushing her either to a chapel or a hospital, or possibly both in succession.

"Well, I had intended us to get further down the coast than just this rest stop," she said, angling her head to offer up the side of her neck - and, more importantly, that expanse of shoulder - to his mouth, "but I'm currently having trouble remembering exactly why that was."

The only thing stopping her from just dragging him into the backseat herself was the location of a certain cooler filled with a very special beverage and she wanted to space that surprise out a little further. Let the current one breathe a bit, like a glass of deep red, the complexities only compounding with time in the air.

"So the question is, what do you want?" It was his perfect day, after all.