Inside the Maze
Aria had a drink in one hand while the other casually was looped around Vaughn's arm. He had made the mistake of allowing her to lead him around for the evening, and so when she suggested the Maze he... hadn't really had much of a choice, even after she had said it by dragging out the first word in such a mature and not-at-all childish way. ("Oh look, the Looooverrr's Maze, Gomez.")
And so here they were, at an impasse, looking from side to side like pedestrians at a busy intersection until finally she looked up at him. "Alright. You run a maze, so let's see you get us to the middle of this thing." Her green eyes were alight with mischief, and the bright smile she beamed at him was at direct odds with the smokey midnight hues of her makeup and hair.