Sage hummed lightly in agreement to coming back out the next day. "We'll have time before leaving to do that," he agreed lightly. Though, when she whined he shook his head with a chuckle. "Nope, no complaining. If I let you carry on you'll spend all our money on dresses and then we'll never get back home," he teased her lightly, pecking her lips. "You want another drink or anything, or should we head out," he mused after a moment noting the empty glasses they had.

The woman pouted at him, sort of shaking her head on disbelief. "Fine. One dress," she chirped happily, sort of nodding when he asked if she wanted another drink. "Yeah! One more to go," she chuckled softly to him before moving to peck his lips again. "Oh, Sage, let me have a puppy!" She squeaked lightly to him, a bit of a laugh escaping her.

Sage chuckled lightly in response to her comment and nodded, pecking her cheek. "Alright, we can stop by tomorrow," he chirped. "Alright," he chirped lightly, gesturing the waitress over to ask for something to go before groaning in response to her comment. "We can look around," he finally settled on, knowing he'd probably cave in at some point. "Amber may hate you though," he noted with a chuckle.

The woman gave a small grin when he agreed to look around shops with her. She knew he didn't like shopping, especially if it was cloths shopping, so she was glad he had agreed. She just grinned and moved to peck his nose again. When the waitress come back with another drink, she grinned and looked back over to him. "That's fine!! Amber can hate me as much as she likes," she grinned, knowing full well that she did love that animal.

(just a warning, I'm going out on a marine bio trip so I won't be on for a while after today, maybe tomorrow morning. Like ten days)

Sage thanked the waited when she brought them the drinks, then chuckled lightly in response to her comments. "Fine, but you get to take care of it," he mused. "And keep it away from the paint unless you want it all over the house," he noted with a chuckle. Amber couldn't even go in the art room, and neither could the kids often, so it went without saying, but still.

(Yeah no worries!)

The woman sort of raised a brow at him before giving a laugh. "Oh, I've got to take care of it? The same way you have to take care of Amber, yeah?" She asked with a little laugh, quickly downing the drink she'd been handed, eventually going to offer him her hand once they'd both finished off. "Don't you worry. The animal wouldn't be going anywhere near the art... just the same as the kids never went in there.

Sage chuckled lightly and nodded. "If you want it, it's your job to take care of," he chirped before downing his own drink and taking her hand, rising with a grunt as he felt his way around the table and wall. "Ready to go then," he asked lightly before chucking and pecking her cheek. "I know," he mused. "The kids would like a puppy anyway," he sighed.

The woman smiled lightly and gave a happy little nod. They probably would t get a dog, but she did like the idea of being able to go on walks and things with it. She sort of hummed softly before moving to peck his lips. "Fine..." she hummed softly to him. When he asked if they were ready to go, she gave a happy nod before hopping up and offering him her hand, although some of those steps stumbling back into a couple of the rowdy crowd.

(I'm back!)

Sage sort of just chuckled lightly in response to her happy little nod. He wasn't super opposed to getting a puppy....it would be a lot of work, sure, of they did....but the kids would probably enjoy it. Though, they had gotten Silas a pony by then too. A small one, which the boy absolutely loved, but still. He nodded when she said she was ready to go, and slid out of the booth cautiously, feeling his way around the edge of the table and letting her lead him through the now slightly rowdier crowd.

(I'm back!)

Sage sort of just chuckled lightly in response to her happy little nod. He wasn't super opposed to getting a puppy....it would be a lot of work, sure, of they did....but the kids would probably enjoy it. Though, they had gotten Silas a pony by then too. A small one, which the boy absolutely loved, but still. He nodded when she said she was ready to go, and slid out of the booth cautiously, feeling his way around the edge of the table and letting her lead him through the now slightly rowdier crowd.