"You know I can't go to any of those places," she pointed out, a little sadly. "I'm not 21! I can't drink, or gamble, or go dancing, or clubbing, or much of anything here. And yes, you're a celebrity and rich and can probably break the rules, but I can't. It wouldn't be right." He probably thought it was prudish of her, though. She pouted slightly at that thought, but smiled once they got to the Penthouse.
Partly? Because she was relieved to hear that he wanted to just date her. And of course the other reason was how great the place looked. "Oh my God, Henry. It's amazing!" She stepped inside and looked at all the photos, gold albums, fancy furniture, terrific view...
"See? We can just party here. You and me. On our first little date."