Absolutely not! In fact, I forbid it! You're already out well past your bedtime, and I should be getting you home as soon as I can, lest people accuse me of corrupting the youth with tardiness and an overconsumption of cherry juice.

[ He swipes the glass and sets it in the sink. That will be a job for him tomorrow, and probably the easiest of the bunch; he knows that he has a few meetings set up that he's not altogether looking forward to.

Instead, he simply places the flashlight into her hand and hops back over the counter. ]

Lead the way, Princess.