"Well, I don't start my new job for a couple of weeks still, so my schedule is pretty open," she says thoughtfully, her fingers slipping out of his collar so she can rest her palm against his chest. "We could probably find a way to fill all that time, huh? Because, y'know, we wouldn't want to embarrass ourselves when it came time for the big show."

She's a little worried about hurting him, because while she's never broken a bone, she knows just slapping a cast on it isn't going to make it instantly better and she knows if they start fooling around now, she's probably going to forget about the cast and do something horrible by accident. But at the same time, she sort of just wants to crawl back into his lap, because he's looking at her like that and he's smiling like that and it's all kind of enough to make her squirm on the couch a little.