It was as if the world itself had cease to exist. All Scott could think about was Zandra, she had kissed his jaw a few times before pulling his chin slightly until there eyes had met. Everything about Zandra was beautiful to Scott. The color of her eyes was a brighter color of Scott's own eyes. He could lose himself in the eyes of Zandra so easily. She had forgiven him for the stew. He had no other thought other then too kiss her once more. So he had done just that to show his appreciation for her forgiveness