Why did it have to be hypothetical? There were a million reasons... All of which he was willing to chuck out the window just a moment ago.
He took a deep breath, and gave a resolute nod of his head. "Right," he said, scooting forward and hushing his tone in case there were any eavesdroppers. "First up: Destination." He wrote out the word on his parchment, and looked up again at Megan. "Where should we escape to?" He shrugged. "I did promise a beach, so we should at least head for Brighton."