"I don't think I could even yell that loud. Then again, I could always have just waited for the car to come back down to the bottom -- not that I'd like to give it a try. Although, maybe I should take a chance now, just in case you change your mind, and ask if you'd like to go to dinner tomorrow night before patrols." Although it was fairly clear what he meant by that, Remus couldn't help adding, "I might even show up to eat with you, but I haven't decided yet. I'm still up in the air about it -- ugh, did I really just say that? Sorry," Remus laughed at the unintentional joke, thinking it nearly as bad as the pillow-talk remark he'd made after the incident with the ashwinder eggs. "I swear I won't try to be funny and say things like that ever again."
"Don't apologise; you can't help it if you're going in circles right now," Marlene laughingly replied without missing a beat or batting an eyelash, her ability to make terrible puns on the fly second perhaps only to Remus's. She, at least, was well aware of the groaning that saying such things would probably induce. "Although that was terrible. It's a good thing it takes much more than that for me to turn back from something I've already made a decision on," she added, fully aware that she was getting more and more lame as the seconds passed. She should have been thankful that Remus hadn't tried to push her out of her seat for it. "Dinner before rounds sounds good to me. Sucks that we actually have them tomorrow instead of the fake-ones we had today." Not, of course, that Marlene didn't want to do rounds. This much was obvious to anyone who talked to her; it was just nice to have a night off for once, and to have that night go so well.
If she was going to make awful puns, Remus figured he was allowed to as well -- and he couldn't help laughing because they were so terrible. Of course, now he was torn between wanting to stay here longer and wanting tomorrow night to come. It did seem to be getting late, though, and he couldn't remember if he had to work tomorrow or not, let alone what time it actually was right now. The ride was slowing down now as people were being let off as they waited for their turn, and Remus realised he had spent the majority of the ride looking at Marlene instead of the view around them. "How does six o'clock sound? I can come pick you up and -- er -- it'll be a surprise where we go," Remus said, although it was mostly because he hadn't actually thought about any of the details beyond going out to eat somewhere; he had no idea where yet and he hoped that wasn't too obvious. He'd think of something tomorrow. "It's too bad it's at Grimmauld Place, too. Talk about a downer. At least the manor has peacocks to watch."
"Ooh, a ~surprise~, you have me intrigued," Marlene giggled, raising an eyebrow. "It all sounds wonderfully exciting and spontaneous. Six sounds great." She was usually quite good with surprises: they kept things from getting boring. And considering they'd be spending the rest of the night stuck outside of His Honourable Regulung Black's House of Wonder and Terror, most liking trying to find new variations on old card games while keeping an eye on the door that never seemed to open while they were there (despite that technically being a good thing), it would be nice to do something that wasn't completely predictable beforehand. And Marlene was beginning to feel extremely guilty about mooching off of the Tonks' food supply, even though she had taken to hiding money around the house so that they would have to accept it. It was also nice to have almost a full day to plan out how exactly she would go about keeping Remus from paying for her meal the following night, as well. "Ugh. I can't believe they honestly have pet peacocks," Marlene rolled her eyes as their cart hit the bottom of the wheel, the ride operator unlocking the bar to let them off the ferris wheel. "I would be willing to bet like, twenty sick... twenty-six pounds," she corrected herself in the nick of time, throwing a glance at the carnival worker, "that they bleach the ones that aren't albino-looking enough."