[Kunimi sits back and lets out a sigh of relief when Whelk lets him off the hook. He wouldn't have said it - he's already gotten the impression that Whelk's goodwill has an off switch that tends to stick in that position, making it very hard to regain - but country karaoke sounds to him like a fever dream. Hilarious and strange but not date material.

So once again, they've come to a natural agreement without needing to compromise. It really does sound pleasant to spend some time together with the TV on or music playing, just catching up on what they didn't learn about each other when magnetic sexual attraction took over their first meeting.]

I prefer the sound of that. We can buy some drinks to bring along, maybe some take-out... in case we don't feel like leaving at all later.

[Heh. Heh heh. That's barely innuendo but it leaves just enough unsaid that Kunimi's eyes sparkle with mischief.]