[Laughter. Her smile is wide and bright with humor.]

Good. Because that was my final offer.

[Reaching up with her free hand--the one still gloved--she weaves her fingers through his bangs a little, brushing them back enough so that she can place a warm kiss against his forehead.]

I'm gonna head inside before you decide to start nipping at my nose.

Be good, you, and don't do anything I would, alright?