I'm in the midst of pocketing heart-shaped lollipops and a plate's worth of frosted cupcakes, watching Joe and cuffing him with my elbow. "Come on," I order simply. "You and me. Homestead." I grab just one more cupcake for the frosting, smirking to myself as I walk out, hardly hesitating.

By the time I get back to my room, I can ignore the fact that it still looks like Cupid has vomited his wares all over and I set everything down, prying the lollipop from my mouth and sucking lightly on one half of a heart, waiting for Joe to join me.