You and Penelope walked into a warm, artsy café, her flamboyant clothes lighting up the atmosphere. You two were seated at a table where she ordered a slice of cake and a coffee for you each.

You spent way too much time browsing the shelves of the sculptures and vases, before you both finally decided to paint mugs

She pulled your chair out for you and gathered all the paints, squeezing them onto a palette

She takes a sip of her coffee and smiles at you

“So, pumpkin, any ideas..?”