Well.

Called the fuck out, that is for sure.

Jyn shoots him a sheepish smile, nose wrinkling. She really is that rubbish at making date night happen, but he is here now, with all the supplies so all she has to do is get cleaned up.

"Let me wash my hands, I'll be ready in two minutes." She stretches up to kiss his cheek before darting off to hit the head. She washes her hands, fixes her hair, re-artfully smudges her eyeliner, and she's back in a flash, sidling up to him and nudging his hip.

"Hello again."