"Hey, you pretend we're not workaholics, I'll pretend you're a good enough actor to sell it," Molly says, still grinning. It's hardly some grand scheme or anything she has to try to trick him into — there wouldn't be much point if it were, she thinks — but she's happy all the same with how this has gone over. With as busy as they keep themselves, one night off really shouldn't set them back, not the way it might have with the kind of campaign they were working on back home. As much as she wishes they had something more significant to be doing here, she'll still reap the benefits of that not being the case for now.

Beyond that, she hasn't given too much thought to this whole idea, hardly about to micromanage what could probably be considered but what she would never call a date night. Dinner and a movie is standard; the details of that, she's flexible on. "In that case, we should decide what we want to do for dinner."