[ Biting her lip, coy and sheepish, she lifts her gaze to meet his. ]

Yeah? [ She tugs at his free hand to stop him so she can lean up and catch him in a chaste but lingering kiss. As she breaks it, she blinks to look up at him again, but keeps her nose close to his. ] Guess we've got that in common too.

[ She threads her fingers through his more decisively then and teases him gently. ] My castle, my guy, my very own chart-topping Rafael Giovanni hit … I've got all kinds of cool stuff lately. [ And for the first time, strolling down the venetian cobblestone, she looks genuinely satisfied. That said, her brow furrows a bit and she looks skyward, thoughtful. ] I always kinda got the impression you liked drawing attention. [ The shit-eating grin creeps through a beat later, of course. ]