"I love you too" he says as fireworks light up the sky

"Ready to go?" She asks as they near the bottom once more, "Cause now i'm getting hungry for dinner. Where does your heart desire we go, handsome?" She traces the lines of his t-shirt, and weaves her hand through his again, "I don't know about you, but I want to get it to-go. We can have a movie night. Unless you made reservations...?"

Kvothe smiles, "A movie night sounds great" he replies

"Where do you wnat to get food first? I'm wanting whatever you are. I just want to eat and cuddle on the bed, watching a movie. With peanut butter ice-cream?" She suggests with a chuckle. She kisses him again, short and sweet this time. "I just really want food and you. " She pulls away, still needing his arm around her waist for comfort. She puts her arm around his and rubs his side. She turns and kisses his shoulder, wanting him to kiss her again. "I love you. It may get obnoxious how much I say it and will say it in the future. 'Cause, you'd be the only person i'd want a future with." The couple walked to the street where an open cab was. They climbed in, and Kvothe gave the driver the address to the resturant of his choice.

Kvothe smiles, leading Delilah out of the carnival and back into the car. The driver drives a few streets down to a resteraunt called The Little Dipper. It specialized in soups, and Kvothe thought some soup could warm Delilah up as it was begining to get dark

She steps out of the car with Kvothe holding her hand. "What do you want to get here? For your order? Can you order for me? I'm kinda uncoordinated here..." She asks her true love. She kisses him again right before they walk into the resteraunt. The couple approaches the podium where a pretty woman stands in her waitress uniform. "A table for two, or to-go?" She asks, staring at Kvothe. She glares at Delilah, and Delilah glares right back at her, taking a step more in front of Kvothe, so he would have to wrap his arms around her.

"To go" Kvothe tells the waitress, wrapping his arms around Delilah. He then places a kiss on her head. "What would you like Angel?" He asks her. "I can order for you, I just need to know what you'd like" he tells her.

"Just chicken noodle would be fine." She says, still glaring at the waitress and placing her hands on his. Uh-uh! No way. He will never be even close to yours. She turns around and hugs him, making sure he keeps his arms around her. She kisses his chest and looks up at him while he orders. "You're so perfect, my handsome." She murmurs, just loud enough for him to hear.

Kvothe nods, telling the waitress her order and adding in a tomato and onion soup for himself. He kisses her, "I love you too" he says.

They wait for the soups to come out and when they do, Kvothe takes the to-go bag from the waitress after paying. "Thanks." Delilah says, letting some acid leak into her voice. She shoots one more glare at the waitress before taking Kvothe's hand again, him leading her to the cab. The couple climb in and get buckled. Delilah puts her hand on his, hoping he would provide some comfort. He doesn't. She sighs and tips her head back to lean against the headrest. "Ugh." She says, upset at herself for getting so jealous. "Sorry about how I acted back there. I got a little overprotective." She closes her eyes, not wnating to see his anger. She sneaks a peek, seeing him entirely fine with her. "Are you really not upset with me? Why not? I'm horrible!" She pulls her hand away and curls into a ball, facing the window. She cries, "I'll never be enough for you! I don't care what you say! You could have someone like her!"