hedge maze of course

[It's not a date, but they do make quite the pair dressed in black. It's startling. But it is nice to not be flying solo, and she does hope they'll both have a good time. He deserves it. She's sure to smile at him, keep his arm, and after picking at her own dinner she graces him with a dance or two. There's an itch to get away, sometimes, because this is far too comfortable, but she forces herself to stay. Eventually, she does go outside for a breath of fresh air. One time she even drags him along.

She must be having a decent time of it if she's up for an adventure.]

I imagine a pirate has a good sense of direction. Care for a challenge?

[A question asked as she spots the hedge maze, hand on his elbow.]