I'm going to ask for you details on dinosaurs derailing your game plans later, because that sounds like it's right up my alley, but oh shit FINALLY so.

Sooo.

[He tries to cool it a little, but he's still giddy as he scoots in close and leans in to talk conspiratorially.] How'd it go? I mean, other than obviously well enough that you snogged the hell out of him, and still want to, which, uh, you should probably refrain from doing HERE unless you want to find out what rabid fangirl shippers are REALLY like--but. What prompted it? Finally?