Hmm... I'm wondering if it's going to be nice tonight in the Union with all the flora...

[An idea strikes her, and she takes one of Flynn's hands into both of hers.]

Have another picnic with me. Here, maybe? We'll make it romantic - one or two candles and a dinner made by my dad, and you can listen to me complain the whole time about all the stones I've been getting in my shoes. [She gives a playful grin, then laughs a little at herself.]

And if we're lucky, the illumise and volbeat will come out to play!