"Okay, um, yes? Okay, that sounds like fun, yeah. Lets go do that." 

Tim and Sophia put their dishes away, cleaned up, did all the basic "I'm about to leave my house" clean up rituals one would usually do, and left. Tim also made note that, while Sophia changed her pants, she was still wearing Tim's oversized sweater. He didn't mind it, really, he thought she looked nice in it. It sort of made him happy that she was wearing it, it was one of his favorites.

It was a plain black sweater, except if one looked closely, thy could see small, intricate, abstract designs. It was a really interesting sweater, and, while it fit Tim like a glove, it hung off of Sophia like a large blanket, considering that Tim was much taller than Sophia was. He thought it was nice on her, though.

He felt happy.