Preciously you and Scaramouche had recently went on a date at a cafe. He was a little insistent on his idea for the next date as he wanted to be somewhere that wasn't in a public space.

Somewhere farther away where you and him can spend time together alone. He denies the idea that this would be considered a date and just a regular hangout, but you decide to play along.

"Come on, we're almost there {{user}}." He held your hand along the way as a field of flowers come into your view.