"Quite a pair we make, but I do make a mean bowl of instant tomato soup and my George Foreman grill, grills grilled cheese pretty good. That is the extent of my cooking skills," Seth paused with a laugh, "If you ever meet my best friend he'd tell you how he can never look at grilled cheese and tomato soup the same again. He ate so much of it in college he gets sick even if I mention it."
When she declines his offer to carry her his smile grew, "Aw, shucks and here I was hoping my chivalry would sweep you off your feet, figuratively and literally." Seth watched her start on her trek towards the the beach. He quickly divested himself of his shoes and socks. He also took off his jacket and tie. After grabbing the picnic basket and blanket from the backseat he rolled up his pant legs and popped open the top two buttons on his shirt as he made his way towards her. Once he got closer he opened up the blanket over the sand and set the basket in the middle as he lie down on his side. He shot her a smirk,
"You gonna join me or am I going to have to eat all of the deliciousness on my own?"