Nick      Oh. Right. He and Gemma still have somewhere to go. Turns to her. "Where did you say you wanted to go again? I forgot."

Gemma      bit lip at the hopelessness of the situation. "How much time do you have?"

Nick      checked his watch. "A lot." Wished he could read it.

Gemma      slowly took his arm again, wondering if that was still a thing. "Well, c'mon then."

Nick      No that, was very much still a thing. "Where we going?" Eyed his watch every now and then. Five... ten... fifiteen...twenty...
Gemma      lead him off to the subway station, time for an adventure.

Nick      Oh dope. What's-- what's in the subway station.

Gemma      I'll tell you when we get there.

Gemma      Kidding. It's just to get to where they're going.

Nick      is going trust he--
      oh. Right. Duh. Train station.
      knew that. He knew that...
Gemma      chatted with him about.. things as they passed them. Saving real conversation, if one was to be had for the subway ride.

Nick      doesn't like the subway. One minute it's quiet. The next it's KACHAKABLAAAAW. That's his best train imitation. Shuttup.

Gemma      will cover his ears then? Boards the car with him, and finds them a seat together. Not horrendously crowded, but enough Gemma felt as if she was practically sitting in his lap.
Nick      aaaaaaaand she was on his lap. This wasn't anything new, people have sat on his lap numerous of times. Flick especially. But that's because they were kids back then. It's okay, he'll be fine. His ears are sensitive, but he's not going to complain. Just stare him in the eyes for a long time and he should be good. She's got them really pretty eyeballs.

Gemma      hadn't honestly intended on sitting in his lap, but now that she was here? Tentative encircled one arm around his neck so she was less likely to slip if the car lurched. The closeness between them, made her aware of his cologne. It smelled a bit like her dad. Which should have been odd. But.. Forehead rested lightly to his. Asked him about Australia.
Nick      wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer just a little bit, making sure that she doesn't fall off of him. Yes, he was from Australia, which meant, yes, the accent came through loud and clear. Is sorry if the cologne's a but much. It's a body spray. Very attractive, so the ladies say. Told her something along the lines of not missing it, but it was great while it lasted. Pressed forehead lightly with his own. Did she plan on visiting?

Gemma      it was nice to feel this delicate for a change, if a little embarrassing. Gemma had only felt this sort of tingling warmth once, in the last couple of weeks. And that had ended terribly. For her, at least. As they talked, she popped a piece of Stride gum, giving it a thoughtful chew and enjoying the burst of mint on her tongue. But the inquiry of whether or not she planned on visiting, seemed vaguely inviting. And her brain sort of clicked off, instinct taking over. Lips pressed to his in a tentative kiss.
Nick      didn't exactly feel embarrassment like it was a thing. Like most guys who dwelled on how good they looked, Nick was one to enjoy the spotlight. Granted, that didn't mean he didn't look forward to holding some privacy of his own. Slowly, his eyes followed the gum from it's wrapper, all the way to her mouth. Maybe if she did plan on visiting his homeland, she should tell him. For now? He returned the kiss, propping lips open publicly in the middle of a subway car. Playfully, Nick snagged the gum she was chewing with a tongue, swiping it away from her lips, and into his mouth. Pulled away and broke the kiss, only to stick his tongue out, sowing the chewed gum with a laugh. Laughed a little too much that he started choking, and hacking within the car.
Gemma      the initial press of lips was nice, warm and languid. The introduction of tongue to steal away gum prompted a laugh, because it was cliche and cute. Only for half a second later, the glorious blonde idiot began to choke. Eyes widened in surprise and concern, arm around neck tightening, to prevent her from falling. Opposite hand quick to swoop upwards and like a damn pro, slip two fingers into his mouth.. and throat.. to dislodge the offending gum. "Hey, hey, just breathe," some guys just didn't have a gag reflex.
Nick      felt the gum lodge his throat. For the record, he was trying to look suave, and handsome. And he'd like to think that for the briefest of seconds, he at least managed to be for a little while. A few more coughs were made, Nick managing to stretch his back slightly, when suddenlyfinger shot up into his mouth, completely --and rather expertly-- removed the gum from where it was stuck. Instincts caused him to grab at her wrist. Stopping her hand while inside mouth still. Eyed her. Slooooooooowly pulled her hand away, rolling tongue against tips of her fingers, reclaiming the gum. Train make out session?
Gemma      to be fair, had spent many of summers earning spending money as a nanny or babysitter. It was natural instinct to prevent him from choking to death as she would a small toddler. Because performing the heimlich maneuver wasn't necessarily safe with their delicate bodies. As hand clamped over wrist, she froze, feeling her face go red from mortification. Just like that, Gemma had managed to fuck up yet another potential.. Wait what? Gulp. He.. still.. wanted to? Licked lower lip from anticipation.