Penelope and me had really gotten to know each other.
She had finally calmed the hell down.
Penelope was slowly warming up to me.
We were going on our first date tonight.
She walked down the stairs.
Penelope was in a strapless thigh length black dress that had blue sparkles on and black heels.
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She pulled a black cardigan on.
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"Absolutely gorgeous."
Penelope looped her arm with mine.
We got in my car.
I drove down a dirt road.
"You know, you can admit it if you're lost. I will not lose any respect for you."
"I'm not lost."
"Well, then are you planning to murder me? Because people will notice I'm gone. They'll look for me. Paul Anka saw me leave with you. He'll bark. He will bark and he'll sell you down the river."
She imitated Paul Anka barking.
"Philip! Philip!"
I pulled in front of the barn, honking the horn.
"Good. Finally, asking for directions."
"We're here."
I turned the car off.
"Here, where? Are we at Woodstock? I think we're late."
"Shh! Just give it a minute."
"Oh, are we meditating? I think you need a word to repeat. I don't have a word."
"Stop talking."
"That's two words."
"Shh."
"Oh. "Shh." I like it. Shh..."
The projector whirred.
"Oh! What the..."
She looked in the backseat.
Penelope was speechless.
"I love this movie." She said when she saw it was Funny Face.
"Check the glove compartment."
Penelope opened the glove compartment.
I had moved my gun out of there for the time being.
"Oh, my God."
She pulled out candy.
"Hold this." I told Penelope, handing her a Icee.
She took it.
"And..."
I opened the middle console, revealing Popcorn.
"Popcorn." I told Penelope, bringing it out.
I handed it to her.
"Oh, my God. You're unbelievable!"
"Oh, I thought it was time we saw a movie we wouldn't complain about."
"I..."
We watched the movie.
Penelope was snuggled close to me.
I had my arm around her.
"You can't blame me
For feeling avarice
Oh S'Wonderful
Oh S'Wonderful
S'Marvelous
S'Marvelous
That you should care
That you should care
For me
For me."
The credits rolled in.
"Oh, it's so good! It's so chock full of... Words like "chock full." And even if Audrey Hepburn was 20 and Fred Astaire was like 80."
Penelope sat up.
"He's still Fred Astaire."
"I mean, he could really tap dance. That was so nice, Philip. That was so romantic and fun and wonderful."
"S'Wonderful?"
"S'Marvelous."
"I'm glad you liked it."
"I did. I really liked it."
I put the candy and popcorn into the middle console.
