Colin had picked up Jennifer this morning so they could carpool to work. It was rainy and damp and all he really wanted to do was get inside. Of course, he had to agree with Jennifer when she said that Starbucks would be a good thing. He'd caved in and decided they would go to Starbucks. They had been in the drive-thru for twenty minutes, already late to work. He slumps in the driver's seat, "Bloody hell, why is this taking so long?" He complains.

She sighs, "I'm losing my patience too. We're already late to set." She puts her head against the window and looks out to the rain.

Colin starts to tap his fingers on the steering wheel to a rhythm in his head. Humming, he finds his eyes focusing on her and quickly looks away. She smiles as she listens and tries to face away a little so he won't ask why. She always liked when he sang, and maybe if she didn't say anything, he would. Hums start to turn into lyrics and he grabs a piece of paper and writes them down quickly while they are still in his head, memorizing the lyrics for later. Whenever she was in the car with him, he seemed to make music and lyrics so easily.

Jennifer turns her head and looks at him, interested. She can only read a few words. "Can I hear it?" She asks shyly but with a smile.

He blushes a little, biting his lip. "Um yeah, I don't see why not," He smiles slightly and starts up with the rhythm again. He starts to sing after the first few bars of the song. It starts off lower and raspier (The worst part of his range in his opinion). Then it gets to the middle of his range and his voice is smooth and clear. Then, to his falsetto for a bit. He's lost in his own world now. It's just him and the music. But then his eyes drift to Jen and it's no longer just him and the music. It's him, the music, and Jen.

As she watches him sing, her smile grows wider. Her eyes close as his voice gets slow again and he finishes the song. "I really like it." She says softly, with her eyes still closed and the side of her head resting on the seat, facing him.

He smiles softly, letting his eyes explore the features of her face while she's not looking. Her long eyelashes, freckles, cute-as-a-button nose, the scar on her eyebrow, even the little flakes of mascara that have fallen from her lashes. "Thank you. I'm glad you do," he says back softly, moving the car forward a bit.

She opens her eyes slowly. "Oh, maybe we'll get to set by tomorrow," she chuckles. There are still three cars in front of them, none moving. She looks back at him, "and yes, I've always loved your singing." She smiles, a little too inviting but she can't help it.

He smiles back softly, gently wiping under her eye with his thumb. "There's a little makeup there." She crinkles her nose and closes her eyes again, still smiling. She doesn't know why, but she's always been very vulnerable with him. She can usually push the feeling away when she's around others. But here, alone with him, she finds it very hard to. He smiles slightly and makes sure it's all gone, being very gentle. "Do you want me to go order inside instead?"

"You know you can't really do that," she says, not wanting him to run the risk of crazy fans just for coffee. "We'll be fine. The car isn't that bad." She blushes ever so slightly.

"Except we're late and Adam isn't going to be happy." He frowns and turns himself a little towards her so they could talk.

But she looks back out the window and sighs. "So I guess we'll be here a while." She says a little worried because they had a lot of filming to do today.

"Mhm. I swear the staff has gone on strike or something," he says with a smile.

She chuckles. "Then maybe we should go in…" she says.

"I'm here for an adventure," He smirks. "Are you?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I guess so," she turns and looks at him with her head tilted down. Looking from under her eyelashes, and with a slight smile, she says, "Let's." He smiles at her and nods and exits the drive-through. She laughs in excitement. They weren't allowed to go out publicly but they were going to do it anyway.

He gets out and opens the door for her. "Right this way, your majesty," He jokes and then grabs sunglasses for both of them. She laughs again slightly and gets out of the car, taking a pair of sunglasses from his hand, their fingers brushing. It takes everything in him not to interlock his fingers with her, but he's not sure why. He bites his lower lip, looking down and putting the glasses on. "Let's rock this joint," He says with a deep voice, laughing.

She laughs a little more, noting how he can make her laugh so much. She puts her shades on too. "Let's go," She says and takes a step forward. He nods and follows her, opening the door for her.

Putting on his English accent, he grins, "after you, love." She smiles to herself, really loving the way he is with her. She finds the register and walks towards it. Trying not to be noticed, she looks down. He follows her. "I'll order," he smiles, going to the nearest one, Jennifer walking behind him.

"Hey," she says "get me a-" she's cut off by him saying her order. "You know me all too well," she laughs slightly.

He smiles wider. "Or you're just very predictable," He teases. The barista interrupts them. "We have a special for couples," she points up to one of the signs above her. Jen looks up to the barista. They've had this problem before. "No, we're not," she says but blushes, "just order, Colin." He bites his lower lip and nods, finishing their order and paying.

She catches herself noticing everything he does. The way he taps his foot, touches his ear, as if nervous. She notices everything. As they wait for their order, she looks down at the patterns in the tile but she can see him glancing at her from the corner of her eye. His gaze shifts to her as he waits. He watches the was her nose crinkle when she's deep in thought, notices that yesterday her eyes were green and today they're blue, notices how her freckles show more this time of year. She tries not so smile as she sees how he looks at her. But of course, fails.

He snaps out of his daze when the barista calls his name so he can get the drinks. She looks up too, and takes a step forward to get her drink from him. All seems to go well...no one's noticed. Yet. They make it out the door, Jennifer behind Colin. But, as soon as they're out, a small group of paparazzi awaits them. She sighs in frustration.