Hell yes.

"That sounds nice! I can see the show anytime," you say.

Five minutes later, and you're inside her car in the back parking lot.

"So, where to? You deserve whatever you want to do for the night. This is your night!" you say, smiling invitingly at her as she pulls her seatbelt across to buckle herself in. She pauses right before clicking it fastened, and looks over at you. You can see her looking you up and down. She's right on the edge. She then glances around the parking lot. There aren't any other cars.