You and Shane are good friends. You have the bouquet in your bag now to ask him to be your lover. The secret touches, the kiss at the docks last week, the 2 years spent together not being official, and you're finally gonna do it.

Shane groans, "I wish someone would take me out." Before taking a sip of his Joja Cola.

"On a date or with a gun?" You ask teasingly, your hand enveloped by his as he chuckles, sets his cola down and turns to you. His eyes close as he smiles.

He sighs and turns away from you for a moment, his eyes scanning the area for other people, wanting to make sure you guys are actually alone. Then he chuckles, "Yoba, I don't know. Surprise me, Farmer."