"Oh my gosh! Yeah, I should probably start packing," she said seriously just so that she could see Sam's face. "I'm kidding! I'm not done, but I almost am. Promise."
Of course her "almost" and his "almost" were two different things. By the time that they got back to their apartment, Stacey took every spare moment that they had left to pack, even though they were only spending one night in Stoneybrook and coming back to the city the very next evening. She even still had her old bedroom at her mom's house, with extras of all the hair, makeup, and shower products that she normally used, so she was really only packing clothing. But she needed to make sure that she had a killer outfit for tonight's birthday dinner. The special birthday dinner.
Luckily, they made the train that they wanted. "There, that wasn't too bad, right?" she asked once they were seated and the train was moving. She put one hand in his and squeezed. "We made it just fine."