She was slightly disappointed that Will had given up so easily. She was only teasing him, half hoping that he would pull over and forget the movie. It was obvious that he'd taken her teasing the wrong way with the way he'd gunned the engine and said nothing for the rest of the drive. She followed behind him as they approached the ticket counter, glad when he'd stopped walking.<br/><br/>Lena slipped her arms around his waist slowly and leaned her head on his back, breathing in his scent deeply.<br/><br/>"Your choice," she said. "I don't have a preference." She let her arms slip away from him and hoped he'd realize that he hadn't put her off before... Of course, he could assume that she was just making fun of him now and her actions would backfire, but she wanted him to understand.