sulks outside his house, potting a tomato plant on his porch.

approaches him, package in hand. "Liiiiebe~" It looks like she'll have to make it up to him...a lot.

glances over at her. "...Hmph." He turns back to the plant. And to make it worse, the first thing she said was in German...

comes up behind him, sliding her arms around her waist, resting her chin on his shoulder. "Aw, liebe. Come on...you can't stay mad at me."

grumble a little but reluctantly leans against her. "Doesn't mean I can't try..."

kisses his neck. "Then try. Let's see how long you last."