"You're welcome," she let him thank her because she knew that he meant it and she wouldn't belittle his thanks by turning it down. She wanted to help him however she could, thanks or no thanks.

Her cheeks colored as he put his jacket over her shoulders; it was such a small but romantic gesture. His uniform jacket was far more impressive than a letter jacket, that was for sure and it felt warm. She offered him the biggest smile as she looked up at him. "Thank you. I'm perfect now." Because it was just another way to show off that she was his girl and he was her fella.