Some profligate ideas about just how to warm up Michelle popped into Luke's head. Nothing too risque, mind. Things mostly involving a quiet corner and his roaming hands and his mouth tasting her own. And maybe tasting a bit of her neck. Ok, and some rather more risque ideas occured to him as well, but he did do his best to hold those thoughts off as he took a seat across from her and grinned.

"How anyone could be cold in this place," he said with a shrug and a wink at Michelle. He couldn't deny that he found her being chilled in the almost overbearing stuffy heat of the room adorable.

He scowled, his nose crinkling, at her comment about him looking good in pink, his hand working at rubbing over his head to rain confetti onto the table before them and the floor about him. But his scowl couldn't last all that long before a smile was pulling at his lips. "I'd say you look a fair sight better than I do." Pausing, he looked at the menus that lay before them and looked back up at Michelle. "I hear that the Valentine's Day special is a good value. Shall we try that?"