"I mean, yeah," Chrissy replies, as if that ought to be obvious. "It might not be a competition, but that doesn't mean we can't win." It's ridiculous, of course, but that's sort of the point. As with so much else, it's one of the things Eddie brings out in her, his energy too infectious not to meet it with some humor of her own. Even on the worst, and last, day of her life, that was true; it's even more so now that they've spent so much more time together, her guard lower around him than it has been with anyone else.

She's still smiling, her hand still around his as they head outside. "You really went all out with plans, didn't you?" she asks. "Flowers, this, ice cream..."