Raven is both blushing and beaming at him. She licks the dreamsicle a few times and then is compelled to lean over and give him a cold, sloppy kiss on the cheek as thank you for the treat. He always knows how to make her feel special. That's one of the things she loves about him. She shrugs about the Boardwalk. "We can go anyway?"

It's not like she hasn't gotten into her fair share of places she shouldn't be. Like Charles' kitchen, posing as his mother. She's sure she can figure out some way to get them inside if it is closed.