"Our crew."

Celeste chuckled. "Your crew. Now come help me. By the way, I've changed my mind."

"About what?"

"Joining your crew."

"What?! Why?!"

"I won't join," she said, getting in his face, "until you accept me as your apprentice!"

Balthier chuckled. "You can't do that!"

"Then I can't join your crew!" she smirked.

"Well, dangit! Only if you go on a date with me," he replied, slipping around her so that he had a hand on the table on either side of her.

She shook her head. "That means that if I go on a date with you, I immediately get to be your apprentice?"

Balthier let a grin spread across his face. "Exactly."

"Done."

"Good."

"Good."

"When?"

Balthier stopped to think for a moment. "Tonight when we stop, I'll put Demetrius to bed and we'll go. So I'll stop near a town."

She giggled adn wrapped her arms around his neck. "Okay. I think I can handle that."

"Good," he murmered again, leaning in for a kiss.

"Ew!" Demetrius cried from the door, the plate in his hands finally empty.

Balthier sighed and pulled away. 'Again!' he thought.