[ Despite promising herself that she'd be okay with whatever answer Zack gives her, there's still a relief that settles deep in her chest when he tells her that there's no one, a smile that finds her lips in spite of herself; her fingers tighten their own hold in response, and she matches his cheeky statement with a silly smile of her own. ]

Mm, if that's the case, I'd better come up with all sorts of plans to take advantage of that time, right?

[ A dramatic pause, and then: ]

I'm thinking... four different flower cart designs!

[ She barely gets through the sentence before the laughter pulls at the corners of her lips. ]