"Yeah, so?" Gavin dramatically faked a gasp for the second time that day. "Let's see here. I'll tell you why I asked." He grabbed her wrist and started to drag her involuntarilly out of the classroom and through the halls. "First," he listed, "school food of all kinds notoriously sucks. Second, I have loads more money than I need. Third, you've been so nice and tolerant of me that I'm going to treat you to whatever you'd like, as long as said thing isn't school food. And FOURTH." Gavin pushed open the doors to the front of the school. Parked in the road in front of the school's exit was a limousine, the same one he had arrived in. Gavin quickly ran to the door and opened it up, gesturing her to step inside. "You get to avoid the notoriously loud and crowded lunchroom. Now, in you go~."