Lou had worked hard today. There had been a good deal more customers today than usual, something to do with the christening of a new flagship in the harbor, and by the time he got home, he was tired. Still, he made sure to shoo Maddie (kindly) into their now-shared bedroom for about an hour and by the time he was done with his surprise, the sun had set. He knocked on the door to the bedroom politely and then led Maddie, if she let him, to their dining room. His hands covered her eyes, but after a moment, he dropped his arms. Before them was their table, covered with a pleasant blue tablecloth Lou had bought at the market the other day and set for two. A trail of flower petals circled the table and a short bouquet sat in a vase on the table, cut so they could see each other when sitting down. Flowers didn't come cheap in the wintertime in Whitby, but for Maddie, Lou would spend his very last penny to make her happy. Food, very carefully and lovingly prepared, sat steaming on two plates, and Lou looked to his love to see if she liked it, smiling sweetly at her.