"Uh, yea, 2015," There's an apology in there somewhere. At least, he has the sense to sound sheepish.

Honestly, he was going to try to very purposely not enjoy the view, but it was just so good. Could he even be blamed? It was definitely times like these that he was glad that his thoughts were basically guarded to the point of being completely invisible.

They came up to row of stores that seemed relatively upscale but, no doubt, to Emma they were simply 'adequate'.

"Lady's choice," He couldn't care less which store they went into.