"I've missed you, Fuzzy Elf," Kitty murmured back. There was a term of endearment she hadn't used in a while. Kitty smiled against Kurt's shoulder, kissed it, and then looked up at him. It was probably too soon to tell, but Kitty didn't think she was going to be nervous about going on a date with Kurt. There were advantages to having a history with someone, and she already knew he was a good kisser. "Saturday, it is," she grinned, and went to kiss his lips, then paused playfully. "We got this kinda backwards, didn't we? I mean, I should probably wait to kiss you again." Kitty shrugged as if to say 'I don't make the rules', whatever those 'rules' were, and laughed. They didn't need them.