"You should've figured that out before you brought me here," Molly says cheerfully, and for a moment, she's tempted to tell him that he's the first person who's taken her anywhere like this. It wouldn't accomplish anything, though, and she's not sure she's ready for that conversation. The fact of their being here says enough in itself. They don't need to start discussing how serious they may or may not be with each other, not now, not yet. She'd much rather just enjoy being here and see how it goes.

Rolling over so she's half on top of him, she presses a quick kiss to his lips, then props her chin up on his chest. It's tempting to do more, to start to take advantage of this room now that they're here, but they'll have all weekend. As set as she is on going skiing at least once, she is pretty sure they're going to wind up spending most of their time in the room, and she can't say she has a problem with that. There's no need to rush into anything now, nor is there one to keep a distance because of that. "So was skiing really just... not a thing, where you're from?"