"You have a list too?" Rebekah's been trying to come up with one, of things to see, things she missed out on the ninety years she spent in a coffin. She can't say all that but it's still kind of nice to know they have that in common.

She smiles, nodding a little. "I'd like that." Rebekah hates sightseeing alone, after all. And on a shallow note he's very, very handsome. Why would she ever say no?