Penny shifted a bit toward the end of the movie, not wanting to cramp up her arm from being pressed up against him this whole time. Sure it felt like by the end she too had fought with the 300 men of the movie, and Penny was tired just thinking about it all. She'd almost forgotten where she was, who she was with, what they were doing. It was so natural, so normal. And for the first time, Penny felt as if this thing between them could actually work. All Penny wanted was to live a normal life. Was that too much to ask for?
At the sound of his voice, Penny lifted her head and glanced up at him. He was wearing the strangest of expressions, one she couldn't readily decipher. A piece of his hair was only slightly askew, and Penny gently reached up to brush it back into place. Her eyes betrayed none of the feelings of overwhelming happiness she felt at the moment. They were steady and calm like they had been when she had first walked in. "Yeah?"