Chris Kenzie arrived at the street corner, clad in beige trousers with braces, a red shirt, and a long trenchcoat. He'd concealed his zappers underneath bulky black gloves, and had a water pistol holstered at his hip. He'd scrubbed a lot, but he wasn't entirely convinced Spellbound's lipstick had washed off. Crapcrapcrapcrap... Liz'll be here, and she'll know, and I'll have screwed something else up, and this time I'd really mind. Damndamndamn...
"Where is she?" he muttered to himself, jumping up onto a park bench. He saw her standing on the other corner, with a crowd between the two of them. She was dressed as a witch, in a long black raggedy dress and a hat which was impressively and physics-defyingly pointy.
Forcing his way across the crowd, he managed to sneak up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. Instinctively she whipped round and went to whack him, but saw who it was. And whacked him anyway. "Don't sneak up on me," she complained, leaning up to kiss him. "I might've had to put a curse on you."
"Yeah, but I'm just too darn pretty to curse," grinned back Chris. "I think my roommate Eddie mentioned he'd be coming. Wanna try and find him, he seems to find my love life entertaining for some perverse reason."