When Red Means Go

(I am seeing a new guy, and since he doesn’t have a car I’ve been driving for us whenever we go somewhere. We’re currently sitting at a red light, and he tilts my face towards him and starts to give me a kiss.)

Me: *teasingly* “Hey… I’m driving!”

Guy: *with a giant grin* “It’s okay. We’re stopped now!”

Me: “Okay, fine. Just this time.”

(Over the next few red lights the guy continues to kiss me every time, and every time I complain about it jokingly. We come to a red light where he forgets because we’re talking so I go silent and start looking at him expectantly.)

Guy: “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Me: “You’re slacking off!”