"I've got the fire going, music queued up, and a blanket big enough for two as well as throw pillows on the floor. We're set there." No flower petals on the floor but that just seemed like a mess and a half to clean up and Jim isn't home often enough to want to spend half a day cleaning for anything less than a particular kind of mess making.

The poetry thing raises an eyebrow.

"I have to make up poetry? That's gonna be...huh. Okay. Challenge accepted."