[It's a bit awkward, shifting sideways in their current position. But she helps him as best she can, lifting up in his lap and shuffling over in the booth on her knees even as she keeps her arms around him. Having the table directly behind her doesn't help either; oh, it does when it comes to hiding the evidence of what they're planning to do, but she's kind of pinned in place until she can properly turn around.
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She smiles against his lips.]
Mm. Have to be quiet...