"So far," she repeated her smile turning just a hint more wicked than it had been a moment ago. It was easy to get caught up in this, in kissing him, in comparing to what she knew was coming and what was happening in that moment. She could trip over the details, lose herself in everything else and forget that they were still very much in a bar where people where undoubtedly watching.

(She couldn't blame them. She'd be doing the same.)

"Should we get out of here?" There was no use dancing around it at this point.