Rhys would want to stay with her simply because he enjoyed her company. It had absolutely nothing to do with obligation. Anyways, he liked adventures. Sleeping in a car with his girlfriend was an adventure to him! It was something that people weren't normally supposed to do AND it was something that he would love to do more than anything. Might as well be rebellious and enjoy yourself in the process. "Oh? Will you scream my name in the crowd as I rock out on the bass?" Good God, that would be distracting. He'd probably drop his guitar or fall into the crowd by accident.
"Is it the watercolors? Was the high you got from them too good to pass up?" He looked at her seriously, even though he was teasing. After smiling rather mischievously, he kissed her on the lips.
Maybe she would play it by ear and not say anything, and leave it up to Rhys to decide what he wanted to do. As for her, she had pretty much decided to sleep in the car tonight. And only go home to get her camping stuff ten minutes before it was time to be at Myra's house, or get picked up by her - she still wasn't sure how that was going to go down. "You bet I am. I'll even show you my breasts if you play your cards right." She joked, although she was pretty serious about eventually showing him her breasts. Just, perhaps, not in public. Much.
She pinched his arm playfully at his joke about the watercolors, snickering. "Not as good a high as the one you give me, but I can't very well do you for a living."
Rhys was just about to say something, but he totally forgot what was going on the moment Freddie mentioned breasts. That was a quick way to make him forget where he was. "You do realize that I'll fall off the stage if you flash me while I'm attempting to play, right?" He would too. Right off the stage. A nice faceplant right into the crowd. Which would be funny to everybody else, but not so much to him. Okay, maybe a little funny if it wasn't too painful.
Freddie was on a roll. Rhys laughed at that, his whole body practically vibrating from the force of his amusement. "Now why can't you do me for a living? I wouldn't complain." Oh, he would be in a constant state of euphoria in that sort of scenario.
"Hey, maybe you'll fall straight with your face in my boobs, and it'll be a happy occasion to everyone involved." She said calmly as she kissed his hand again. She might even have 'accidentally' made his hand brush up against one of her breasts as she pulled it to her lips. Perhaps. Well, she deserved amusement at the moment, and Freddie had always been resourceful enough to create her own.
"I'm not that kind of girl, though I'm sure you could find a bunch of them who wouldn't mind having their job be doing you for money. I, on the other hand, would like to do you for fun and out of love. If it's okay with you, of course." She teased. It was bad enough that her father insisted on splurging money on her instead of love, and she wasn't having Rhys do the same even hypothetically.
"Oh boy." He said, his face a bit red. Then his face managed to darken even further when his hand brushed against her breast. How could he not notice that? Rhys was a guy. A bit of a spacey guy, but with Freddie so close, he noticed every tiny movement. Now it was a little warm in the backseat...
"I didn't mean it like that!" Open mouth, insert foot, Rhys. He actually smacked his forehead at that. "God, I'm such an idiot. How are you going to put up with me, Freddie?" Rhys laughed in a rather pitiful manner. Really, he felt like a douche.
A smirk formed in Freddie's lips at his reaction, and she actually did feel the heat coming from his body after a while. And of course she knew he hadn't meant it like that. If she ever thought he had, and he was serious, things would have taken a very big turn for the worst at this point. "Hey. I know, otherwise I'd have put my elbow to your balls three minutes ago. Relax." She said, taking his arm and pressing a kiss on his wrist. "I was thinking with lots of love and telling myself you meant well deep down. Do you think that will work?"