Luke resurfaced from his reverie to see Lizzie's sadface, prompting the replacement of his own dreamy smile with a look of concern. "Awww... I won't actually do it, Lizzie." He reassured her gently. "It would just be really cool is all." He reached over and tweaked Lizzie's nose before picking up his guitar again and setting it back over on his stand. "Now. Cookies are great and all, but I say we go get some lunch. Breakfast. Whatever." He reached for her hand, offering to help her up. "What do you say?"