"Curry it is," he accepts, and leans to press a quick kiss to her cheek before releasing her hand so he can rummage for his phone. He flicks through a few choices, wrinkling his nose slightly as he tries to decide which place will be best before slinking down a little and holding his phone toward her so she can agree. "On me," he adds before she thinks of trying to say otherwise. "Since you bought me the drink and biscuits."

She'll get to pick the film too. Probably to share the biscuits if she wants one. Let's be real, he's a push over, she can have anything she wants.