[b]Scarlett - Motel - Tyler[/b]

Scarlett hadn't realized that she had been biting her lip in anticipation, until Tyler accepted and she released it to smile at him. "Come... I have some water in the bathroom down the hall." She grabbed him by the forearm and turned him around, letting him go so that he could follow her on his own accord. 

Once in the bathroom, Scarlett placed the small duffle bag on the empty sink and shrugged off her backpack, glancing over to Tyler then back at the bag. "I understand your anger now. Well, somewhat." She tried to explain to him as she took out the stuff she would need, "It was a lot to take in, I suppose. I should have approached the situation better.... but I understand." 

Scarlett turned around and gestured for Tyler to come over. Once he was close enough, she sprayed shaving cream onto her hands and reached up slowly, standing on her tiptoes, not wanting to frighten him. "I promise I won't hurt you. I've done this before." She gave him a small smile before touching his face and spreading the foam. The beard felt funny under her hands and she bit her lip to keep her from either laughing or saying something stupid. Maybe it was to stop her from wanting to cry. This was something she used to do with her fiancé. It had been a long time since she last did this but it still hurt a bit. "There." Her voice was a quiet whisper as she let her hands down and stood on her feet rather than her tiptoes.