"Well that's not dignified." She raised her brow. "Absolutely no one at all? You've never bought dinner for anyone? I find that hard to believe." Her eyes met Dean's, and she almost leaned in for a proper kiss before he was carrying her. Her reaction was a loud laugh that wasn't dignified in any way, grabbing onto his strong shoulders when he faltered and almost dropped her. "I did want to go to the rink, but if you're carrying me I doubt we'll be able to skate then..." Bela trailed off, thinking of the rooms she had seen. "Kitchen? Or I don't know, give me a tour of your favourite places here. Obviously so I can stalk you better."