She really was slightly disappointed that he wasn't bugging her to tell him where they were going but at the same time she was relieved. She hadn't entirely figured that out just yet. She had managed to track down a place where she could get a fake id which they would probably attempt to use at some point in time over the weekend but she wasn't yet sure how brave she was going to get when it came to that id. The thought had entered her mind that they could just leave the island entirely for the weekend and go to New York and have a complete and total blast. But that seemed to risky. And the last thing she wanted was for either of them to get kicked out of school. It would be easy for her to get out of trouble, but possibly not so easy for Simon. So that idea was more than likely shot. Maybe they would just go to the Pit and the Loft later on and head down to the Pit for a little hedonistic fun. And then after, a room at the Lux. Breakfast in the morning. Something fun the next day. She was just kind of playing it by ear at this point in time.
Cissy was nearly insulted by him asking her if she had done a lot of exercise and that was why she was going to eat, but then he went for the innuendo and that made all of the near insult melt away. She smiled sheepishly as she nudged him with her elbow. "Naughty boy." She teased him, closing her eyes as he leaned in to kiss her cheek. Anyone who happened to be passing by would be able to see one thing clearly, that she was happy. She was always happy when she was around him. Granted, there had been a moment of doubt before, mostly Xander induced, but now that she was with him, every time that she was with him, she didn't doubt what she felt at all. She just had to hold onto that always.
"So pizza sound good?" She asked once they made it to the front of the school where she had already arranged for a cab to be waiting for them. Walking was nice, yes, but taking a cab meant that their day could get started sooner. Or their night rather. And the sooner it began, the better. She waited for him to open the door for her, as she expected him to do, and then climbed in, situating herself in the middle of the back seat so that she was nearer to him. Once he was inside, she directed the driver to what she felt was the best pizzaria on the entire island. Pizza was pretty good for you if it was made right. And tonight, well, she had already decided that she just wasn't going to care about calories or anything else like that. In fact, for the entire weekend she had decided that all bets were off.