Kyle smirks at her playful jab, shaking his head in mock exasperation. It wasn't at all what he had planned, taking her to see the smelly and caged animals rather than the beauty of the winter gardens. He hopes she doesn't mind the sub par plan before realizing he's not sure why he doesn't want to disappoint her. Maybe it's the reminder of Monroe. Maybe it's something else.

"You should take some pictures," he offers. Although he doesn't take too many himself, it seems like the thing that people do more often that not. As if on cue, a couple near the entrance begin lining up a selfie. He smiles at them as he moves to the ticket window, sliding his card forward. "Two adults."