Lance & Molly
Lance sighed heavily, almost exaggeratedly, as she just ate the marshmallow. "You play dirty Molly Walker," he declared, but it was clear he wasn't the least bit upset about that. He could change her mind easy peasy but also this was the most important s'more of his life and he was going to treat it as such. Lance set to work roasting the marshmallow and sure, it took a lot of time and careful attention, but he gave it because it had to be the best.
Finally, he was able to present to her the perfect s'more. "There," he said triumphantly. "The perfect s'more." Lance waited impatiently to see what her reaction was.