As oblivious as he was, even Slav could not exactly miss Ella's very obvious gaze on him. He had grabbed his jacket before they had proceeded along the course, naturally, he was not about to lose it. Now it was sitting on the ledge beside the pretty girl who was as close to visually molesting him as she could get.
Personally Slav did not really notice what he looked like, not beyond the fact that he knew what he looked like, but not how it would really be viewed by anyone else.
Looking up to find her looking at him, still, he grinned as he putted the ball finally into its goal. With a quick look around, seeing that no one else could see them from that semi sheltered corner of the course, he headed back for her. Slav smiled as he moved towards Ella until he was standing in front of her, bending down to gently kiss her, one of his hands going to cup her jaw.