You drive her home.

Alex hooks her arm through yours and leans against you while the two of you walk back to your car.

"I'm so full!" she groans, patting her flat stomach.

"Oh, I hope I don't get food coma," you nod as you hit the button on your fob to unlock your car. As a gentleman, you open the passenger side door for her before running over to the driver side.

The two of you chat more about your favorite dishes while you drive her back to her place but when you pull up to the old three storey old house she is quiet.

Alex looks down at her feet and brushes her hair over her ear. "Um, Craig..."

"Yeah?"

She looks at you with a smile. "Do you still want to crash at my place?" she suggests.