And, as a reminder, the sun won't hurt you. You're dating me, after all.

[Will can't help teasing him a little about that. When Nico stretches, he automatically lowers his arm so he's holding his boyfriend by the waist instead.]

I think all that's left is setting the plates, napkins, and stuff like that on the table outside. Oh, and the tablecloth. We'll probably have to weigh it down with the stack of plates. It's a little windy out.