The one he had glued to him now, was definitely more fun to hang out with than the clingy lab dweller, also had proven more useful and less... Judgemental? Dramatic? Maybe she had evil inclinations like he did deep inside. He pulled away from Phoebe just a little, to look at her while he spoke. 'Sorry about that, I didn't know she'd take it the way she did' he said, pretentiously thoughtfully, then let a slightly naughty smirk play up. 'I mean, I knew she liked me but what can I say, it's just been way better with you. I thought she'd get that.' he wrapped his arm around her waist tight and guided her away from the lab.
'Well, at least we left her some free pasta... I snuck away some special the wine though.' He looked at his watch and sighed. 'Too late for any fancy restaurants and I still owe you, dinner.' The blonde scratched his chin thoughtfully. 'How about a late night beach picnic? I know this great shack near the lighthouse...' He had hoped for something more elegant, but this would have to do. 'Difficult find since it is in a deserted cove. I'm glad I stumbled upon it, the shack doesn't see too many customers so we'd get special service. It serves some crazy starters and drinks, fun music on request too, in case you'd like to dance.' he said a gentle sparkle in his eyes, selling the place, to himself too... In retrospect sounded better than some pristine restaurant, where they'd be bound by etiquette.