Penelope froze in her position for a moment, not understanding that Roger had turned his head until she had already planted the kiss on his cheek.
She felt tricked and a little confused. Had it been his plan all along to get her to want to kiss him and then make her feel like an idiot when he turned away.
"Right," Penelope nodded, her face no longer showing the happiness she had been feeling before. She wasn't mad, exactly, but she was a bit hurt for some reason that eluded her. "I'm glad you liked it."
Receiving the tickets now seemed cheap and Penelope took them from him rigidly and forced herself to smile at the gift. She wasn't ungrateful. The tickets were fabulous and she was very excited about it, but it just seemed different now. What was I expecting? she asked herself as she blushed slightly.
"No worries, I'm rubbish at wrapping too," finally the corners of her mouth curved on their own and she looked at Roger fully, not avoiding his eyes as she had a few moments after the 'kiss'. "Thank you."