[There's just something about Chrissy Cunningham throwing the phrase metal as fuck at him with that serious little expression on her face that makes his heart race and his stomach do a little flip. He's staring when she turns to look at him and it takes him a solid thirty seconds to snap himself out of it enough to find his voice.]

Hey, you can be cute and metal as fuck. I don't make the rules.

[He's not big on following them, either. It occurs to him, suddenly, that he's not entirely sure if he's still talking about Pac-Man or not.]

I don't mind. Though I feel like the lack of quarters might make the arcade experience a little awkward. Might make trying to eat a bit difficult too- unless you feel like spotting me.

[Money might eventually be a thing he has to worry about here, if only because it always seems to be a thing to worry about. In the meantime, it's back to managing on whatever he can get for free. He's in the process of asking if she'd woken up with any money or any indication of how they'd even gotten here when she speaks up again.]

I could do that.

[He actually has to stop himself from adding if you want because it seems pretty clear that she does want. Otherwise, she probably wouldn't have made the suggestion.]