"Don't even go there. First, I always pick them up, and second, he always likes my choices," Victoire warned. She already knew he would groan about the clothes but the sweets were the real present anyway. There was enough to last at least for a few weeks, along with some gags from the joke shop. Of course, she had also signed the card from the both of them.
Her face quickly recovered the grin as she sipped the drink. It really was good. "That is nice," she said, offering him a taste. "I have been so gloomy with all this snow and ice and cold. I need something that reminds me of the sun, especially when we haven't seen it."
"Have you thought about what we can do tomorrow, for just the two of us?"