"It's going to rain. I'll give you a ride home."
"I don't mind getting wet," Kermit said, then grinned. "On the other hand, you know I'd never turn down a chance to be alone in a car with you."
"Better watch out, sophomore. One of these days I'm going to take you seriously and then you'll be stuck."
"Promises, promises." Kermit slid into the passenger's seat. I waited until he buckled his seat belt. "I hate these things," he said. "How am I supposed to make any moves on you when I'm strapped in like a student astronaut at Space Camp?"
"You'd try to make moves on someone while she's driving?" I pulled out of the student parking lot. "I underestimated your hormones."
The first fat raindrops splattered against the windshield.
"Never underestimate my hormones," Kermit said with another lethal grin.