7:15 PM - Derry and JJ (The Bunkhouse)
She took the paper rose carefully, her eyes lighting up. Her delight was evident in the way she grinned at him, and she popped up on her toes to kiss his cheek. "I love it! It's gorgeous." She started trying to make out the words, but gave up as the folded pages made it impossible. "Is it a specific poem, or somethin' random? Not that it matters. It's absolutely perfect either way."
Leaning a little away, JJ slipped her hand against his cheek and rubbed her thumb gently across his cheek where she'd just brushed her lips. "Don't worry about my lipstick getting everywhere. This stuff won't come off without industrial grade potions. Which is my roundabout way of sayin' that I really think you, Derry, should kiss me."