"Come on, Don, let's go somewhere fun. It's been so long since we got out," Svetlana said, tugging playfully at Damon's hand.
Damon smiled and pulled her in close. "Alright, how about this: I pick up my car from the dealership, then we grab dinner, and after that, hit the beach?"
Svetlana blinked, tilting her head in surprise. "Wait, you bought a car? Since when? And why didn't you tell me?"
Damon chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah, a couple of days ago. I wanted it to be a surprise."
Svetlana crossed her arms, pretending to glare at him. "A surprise? For who, yourself? You didn't even ask me for help picking it out!"
"That's because I knew you'd roast every choice I made," Damon teased, grinning as he nudged her shoulder.
"Probably because your taste can be questionable," she shot back with a smirk. "So, what'd you get?"
"You'll see," Damon said, keeping the mystery alive as they headed out.