Yes

"Are you fucking serious, John?!" Molly rages.

So much for not making a big deal. Surely a side effect of your reckless **** of your app but it still hurts a little for her to be that upset without considering your feelings.

"I'm sorry! That's never happened before I swear!" You exclaim defensively.

Molly seems to register your reaction and realizes how **** she was being. But she still was having trouble getting control of herself.

Suddenly her angry expression turns into one of cheerful determination.

"Cmon get dressed!" She says rushing off to the bedroom.

You have no idea what you're dressing for. You have no idea what you're in for but you just have this awful sinking feeling that it's not good. You should have left good enough alone, John.

You enter the bedroom and see Molly frantically getting ready. You look for clues as to what her plans are but none present themselves. Finally, you just ask.

"What are we doing?"