Who? Lavender and Kevin
When? Thursday night
Where? Lavender's flat
What? date night
Rating? TBD

Lavender peered into the oven to check on the lasagna and grinned, pleased that it was bubbling just like it was supposed to. She rose and turned to walk to the refrigerator, pulling out a bag of fresh romaine lettuce to make a ceasar salad. After the lasagna was finished she would bake up some fresh garlic bread and dinner would be complete. She didn't really bake much, so in the refrigerator was a sinfully chocolate dessert that she'd picked up at the bakery on the way home.

Glancing at the clock, she cursed then dashed down the hall to change - Kevin would be there any minute and she wanted to look nice for dinner. In the back of her mind, Lavender thought that Kevin probably wouldn't care if she was wearing sweats, but that wasn't the point. She pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans then yanked a black silky cami over her head - it was cute and flirty, a little revealing but nothing too inappropriate. She slid her feet into a pair of black flip-flops then headed back to the kitchen. Flirty and casual, perfect for a night in, she decided, as she ran her fingers through her hair that hung around her shoulders.

When she heard the knock on her door, Lavender was already beaming.