“Dinner as in actual food, or dinner as in…”

Except that thought trails off as he stares wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the beautiful woman. Stiles is imagining himself riding with her, he a knight and she a princess. This place is amazing. He never wants to leave.

“Marry me pl—wait, what?” Blinking, he cocks his head at the question. “Uh, I don’t know, dude. I guess I don’t really care. Wherever there’s the best pizza?”