"That was ridiculous, wasn't it?" She whimpered, slapping his forehead. "Sorry, I didn't mean it... Well, I did mean it, but not at all like that. I just wanted to get to know you better, but I didn't know exactly how to do that. I asked Sir Loki for help and-"
"That was a terrible idea," Han stated, smiling gently.
"Now I know that." She whined. "He said it would be cool if I used pick-ups that involved pizza, 'cause... you know, I deliver pizzas." She rolled his eyes.
"You know, you could have just asked me out." Han teased softly. "That was the easiest thing you could do, Miss Soye."
"Sorry for hurting your ears with those stupid lines." She looked down, embarrassed, avoiding his gaze at all costs.
"Okay, I forgive you, but only if you accept to share this pizza with me." Despite Ham's bold words, his heart felt like it was about to burst. "I-I think this is a little too big for me."
