Something more

"Check please," Kristen Bell tells the waiter at the fancy place that you and her are spending your dinner date at, smiling at you and telling you that this one is on her.

"It's the least I can do for someone who's been so nice to me John," she tells you, insisting that you have gone above and beyond what she normally deals with in Hollywood.

When she sees you shaking your head no, as if to try not to make a big deal out of it, she continues.

"It's totally a big deal," she tells you, "I've only known you a couple of days but I've never felt closer to anyone in this town."

"Kristen, I do appreciate the kind words, but I look at this as just as much a part of my job as handling your business activities," you tell her, trying to change the subject.

"You don't even understand how nice a guy you really are, do you?" she tells you, leaning into kiss you, both of you sharing a long, deep kiss as you leave your table.

"Just in case you were confused," she tells you, slugging your arm and kissing you again, "that kiss totally means we're gonna fuck tonight. Now take me home."