"Yeah, I did," said Prompto, who really couldn't help grinning at remembering the way Vette just lit up like a little blue and bouncing lightbulb, though he shook his head. He was really going to have to put together something good to meet that level of expectation, but he'd already ruined a blender in the pursuit of that possibility, so he had a pretty good feeling about it, really. "Her traps are going to be way different, though. Even if I could see her falling for milkshakes just as easily. But I don't have an unfulfilled promise of milkshakes from a million years ago with her, do I?"