Paris nodded. "I think he'll love them. You've got a really good eye for colour and these will fit in with all that wood perfectly." Having seen what Sam had planned, he could now imagine the place when it was finished, and it was going to look good.

"Er, yeah, an iced tea sounds good. I can't stay long, gotta call by the lumber yard on the way back, but a cool drink would really hit the spot, thanks." He put his helmet down on one of the few free chairs, and followed Sam into the kitchen. He watched her for a moment.

"Would ... would you like to go out for a pizza tomorrow night?" He stammered out, hopefully.