She laughed aloud, short and low, but true laughter. "Honestly, I don't think there's many ways that I can top that. And if that's the case, love, then I'll get you a card and some pez and be done with it." Now she was teasing, especially since she already had an idea or two for what to do for his oh-so-important 18th birthday.

This time when she turned to look for the joint he passed, she noted that her head felt a bit on the heavy side. Taking the hit, she extended her arm toward him to hand it back without looking, instead continuing to look up at the sky.

"Aha. I knew you had something up your sleeve. Though you usually do, so I'm not really that surprised. You don't really have to do anything grandiose, you know. I'd be happy with a kiss and a cupcake." Which was true. But she also felt the thrill of knowing that he was planning something for her birthday. She had suspected but not truly known yet.