It had been a while, or it seemed like it, that he'd made her blush. But she felt the telltale sign of the pink peppering her cheeks. "You think so?" It was one thing she'd never get over, sure she knew how to take the complements now, but she'd probably never stop being bashful about it.
"I do to, but when you wanna feel like a kid again the back seat works.. And it's way more comfortable than the ground if you wanna... underneath the stars." She pulled one of the clasps that held the roof down to the windshield, before she followed up with the other, with a flip of a switch that sat alongside the radio, with a whir of another motor the rag top disappeared behind the back seat. She offered him a grin as the car moved forward slowly. "Okay... just apply just the tiniest bit of pressure on the gas petal." With the top down, no doubt it would feel more like riding a horse than it had before.