“It’s important to me. I made everything depressing again.”
“You really want to know?”
“Yes.”
“Promise me something first?”
“What?”
“Promise you won’t make fun of me or call me a nerd or anything.”
“So that did bother you,” Elizabeth nudged Sawyer in the ribs and smiled playfully at him.
“I guess you don’t want to know…”
“Wait, I do. I promise. I won’t call you a nerd, even if it’s super lame.”
“It is definitely super lame, but if you tease me, I’ll be upset.”
“I won’t tease you.”
“I wanted you to go upstairs so I could do something nice for you.”
“Why would I make fun of you for that?”
“I was trying to be super romantic. There’s even a ludicrously expensive bottle of champagne in the fridge.”
“You brought champagne with us?”
“Don’t you dare call me a nerd for that, you prom
