Robert couldn't help but smile at her comment on walking, giving a shrug. "Be careful what you wish for, we can always ditch the ride and ask your neighbors if we could borrow their kid's bike." Robert said jokingly. He didn't know how well this night will turn out, to be honest. It could end in a lot of bad ways, but there were the good ones, and so far it wasn't turning out so bad. She turned around to lock her door, and Robert couldn't help but look at her. Could you really blame him? He backed away slowly, and made his way towards the car where he opened the passenger side door for her to climb in to. Upon receiving a thank you, he nodded, with a smile stuck on his face. "Of course." He replied, closing it before climbing in to the driver's side of the car.

Her next comment made him laugh and shake his head as he started to pull out and turn onto the road. "Funny story actually. While rummaging through your garbage the other night I heard you talking in your living room about how much you love the Yankees to one of your friends. So I bought some tickets from 'Rip-Off Rick' and here we are." Robert said, obviously joking.

"There was a client I had that worked at Yankee Stadium, and he gave me a couple tickets for this game as a thank you... And I remember a few years ago, there was that huge court case involving the pitcher for the Yankees, and I remember you freaking out about it, and being a huge fan girl and trying to record the case so you'd get the chance to meet the guy." That happened years ago, not many people would remember that, but Robert did. "That and you have a game day calendar, Yankee coffee mug you keep your pens in, and depending on whether or not they win, you come in to work the next day happy or extremely pissed. A lot of people took the hint and kept away from you when they lost, but I guess I never figured it out." Robert said with a small smile. It was Old Robert's job to mess with Marian, an elementary school way of showing feelings for someone. It never ended well for him.

"Today will be a good day, though. The Yanks are on a streak recently, and everyone's voting for them to win. It'll brighten the mood on our post game dinner that I'm not taking you to." Locksley's green eyes shined brightly as they drove, his tone casual and "matter-of-fact".  It truly was going to be a good day.