"I was really meaning to go to the Smithsonian," she said with a raise of her eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes. "I think I just found another reason to go. And I would love to go with you, whenever we are free, if you'd like," she offered him a tiny smile, then looked down at the drawing, taking in the details. "You're so good at this, Steve. Seriously," the woman said, carefully touching the paper -- like she was afraid to mess up the drawing. She knew she wouldn't, but still.