"You shoot targets, right? Not animals?" Jinah asks, eyes a bit wide since she's curious and also a little worried. What if she shoots her eye out?! Well, at least she could look cool as a pirate. Maybe. The prospect of cooking classes seems much better, and perhaps easier, though there's the whole blowing up a kitchen deal, and she could still lose an eye. Hm. Maybe she'll just have to hide behind Minho a few times.

The ride is smooth, and Jinah enjoys small talk and the radio while watching Minho drive. There's something relaxing about it, and she keeps a hand on her boyfriend's leg until they get to the apartment. She longs for warmth, and for the privacy of kisses and touches that are hard to have under the scrutiny of the public eye.

"Do you want to?" She asks with a laugh, taking the bags from Minho to set on the counter. "If you want to watch, I'll make it interesting," she grins, leaving Minho to put a few things in the fridge while she quickly jogs to the bedroom to change. A few minutes later, she returns with a thin, white mid-riff hoodie, pink lingerie shorts, and white knee highs. Her hands fuss with her hair, trying to put it in a bun so it's out of the way when she starts. "You like it?" She asks, laughing quietly as she tugs on the hem of the hoodie, landing a kiss to Minho's cheek before she starts working on the cutlets.