[If she's going by the rules of this dumb list she's established all on her own, then Lightning dropping an entire bowl of noodles all over herself on his birthday is what said so! She'll never say it aloud though, if only to save herself from facing a noodle wrath she's now convinced herself that he has...

But all of that is forgotten thanks to his kisses and whatever worries she had from earlier are pushed aside to make room for her returning them instead. She bends forward to press a few across his face in return; he's not covered in strawberry like she is, but damn it, she does what she wants!]

Sounds about right. [Her own final smoochie conveniently lands right on his lips, too.] We'll just have to get creative. Moonlight rendezvous in the park... we could get you a rope to sneak in through my window at night...

[That's what they do in all the cheesy romance novels, isn't it?]