[It's nice, her lips are a little on the cool side but she's still soft and carries a certain warmth in her kiss. He pulls back and does the same, breathing a sigh when confetti rains down on them. He smiles and finally releases her hand, forgetting he was holding it to begin with.
He clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck a little sheepishly.]
well, you aught t'git t'work. Eric's probably lookin' for ya.