El Paso, Texas, Tuesday Night

[weldedtomyspine]

"Have I mentioned how much I like that dress?" Jaime asked with a grin as he held the door open for Momoko. Because he did. Not that he didn't like Momoko in lots of things, but some dresses just... really worked for her.

"Also, I hope this place is good. I mean, the reviews say it is, but I haven't been here before."

He took a moment to exchange a few words with the hostess about their reservation.

"But if they aren't the best Italian place you've been to this year, don't blame me, okay?"

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[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime chuckled. "Have whatever you want."

He grinned, squeezing the hand he still hadn't let go of. "I've got what I want, already."

[heromaniac]

"Nope. You'll complain all night that you're thirsty. But that is totally a good line." She squeezed his fingers and ordered the fruitiest sugary pink valentines-y drink on the menu for herself and a beer for him. "How did you find this place? I don't remember seeing it."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Would you believe Google?" Jaime asked with a grin.

"I mean, I never noticed it before, either, but apparently the people who come here really like it."

[heromaniac]

"You trusted such an important decision as my Valentine's gift up to Google?" She gasped. As if she hadn't spent hours trying to figure out what to get for him on Google. She set her chin in her free palm and leaned on the table. "But it does seem like a nice place. It's been a while since we've eaten somewhere this nice."

Besides, well, you know, the royal Keep at Glacia.

"Thank you."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Oh, yeah. This is the only thing I got you for Valentine's Day this year, so I hope it's really good."

Yeah. Sure it was.

[heromaniac]

"I'd have been happy just curling up with you and a plate of fresh cookies and watching a movie and you know it," she chided softly, moving slightly to let the waiter set down their drinks. "As long as you're with me, that's the present I want."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Now who's got a good line?" Jaime asked, leaning over for a quick kiss before he took a sip of his beer.

[heromaniac]

"I don't need lines; it's the truth." She made a small face at him, then let go of his hand to reach for her purse. "But that reminds me... here! Your present!"

She found and handed over... Nope, not a batch of homeade chocolates this year. A very cute and to-the-point card. But inside he would find an email confirmation of purchase! "Open it! open it!"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Don't want me to save it for later?" Jaime's voice was sing-song teasing as he waved the card back and forth, but after a second he opened it up.

[heromaniac]

"You'd forget about it!" She rested both elbows on the table and pouted as he took his time opening it. She wanted to see what kind of face he'd make! She thought the idea was amazing, flying as themselves and not as Blue Beetle and Blossom. "I'd find it in a book somewhere months from now used as a bookmark."

[weldedtomyspine]

"And then you'd know I was putting it to good use!"

Duh!

[heromaniac]

"Or that you were done with that book."

"Jaaaaaiiiiiimeeeeee!" She jiggled the table a little. "Ooooopen it!"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Fine, fine," he laughed. "Just don't spill my beer."

So he did, which caused him to pause, eyes going wide.

"Whoa. Seriously?"

[heromaniac]

She leaned in closer. "Is that 'seriously' as in good or 'seriously' as in too much?" It had been a bit pricey, but she'd wanted something different!

And, well, flying.

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime looked back up at her, grinning. "What, you don't get enough flying already?" he asked, his eyes twinkling.

His expression made it clear that he thought it sounded pretty fun.

[heromaniac]

TWINKLING!

"You are totally going to make me cause a scene if you don't stop looking like that." She reached for her drink to buy a moment and catch her breath. "If you think about it, you and I have never actually been flying together."

...

"And no."

[weldedtomyspine]

His face twisted slightly as he tried to bite back a laugh.

"No what?" he asked innocently.

[heromaniac]

She sipped her drink and raised an eyebrow, avoiding eye contact for a moment. He was totally going for innuendo here, wasn't he? "No, I don't get enough?"

[weldedtomyspine]

That laugh broke free, and Jaime had to reach out and steady his drink so that he didn't knock it over.

"Oh, you don't? Is that a... complaint?"

[heromaniac]

"Would I complain?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Only if you don't get what you want," Jaime teased.

[heromaniac]

"Then I am obviously not-" she was going to steal his line - "because I've got what I want."

Nyaah!

[weldedtomyspine]

"Well, that is a very sugary-looking drink," Jaime allowed with a nod.

[heromaniac]

"If you're hoping I'll reply with, 'not as sweet as you', you'll be sorry." She wrinkled her nose at his teasing and then flicked some of the huge pink sugar granules at him from the rim of her glass. "Because this is totally sweeter."

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime pouted at her.

"That's so mean. I'm telling my girlfriend on you."