[Well, lucky for Chance, Vero also doesn't want the night to end and he had planned in advance for this.

Or, rather, he had anticipated himself chickening out before, during, and after the movie so he needed to give himself another opportunity to confess.

Vero presses his back against Chance's chest. A little, playful gesture to acknowledge what he was saying.] Good, because I had more planned for tonight...

The movie may be over, buuut.... we are technically in a park. With a big, open sky above us.

[He glances over his shoulder.

What's more romantic than stargazing?]