"I need a huge Cheeseburger with bacon, tomato, lettuce, onion rings, a large side of French Fries, and an appropriate amount of beer. Let’s go", Griff said to Caydance in the parking lot. "Dessert?" he asked hopefully. as he loaded her cooler into the silver Porsche.

"Strawberry tarte that I made this morning, to serve with vanilla ice cream from the amazing ice cream supply in your freezer, Prosecco to drink with dessert, caramel truffles in case they are needed, and apple scones to go with breakfast. Since it is dark in the meadow, if we stop in Boulder Creek, while you are stretching your leg, I could buy whipping cream."

Griff gave her an exploratory look. "which I will whip in your blender and serve with the ice cream and tarte", she explained.

"Suddenly I have forgotten about those last two Huskies touchdowns and lurking game film despair, and remembered to kiss you. This will take a while," he informed her.

"Go coach." said a crowd of passing students.