Once the car was parked, Dylan got out and walked around to open the door for Sammy. Yeah, he knew he probably didn't have to, but still. He couldn't help breathing in a lungful of air. It was still a bit cool, but not too bad. With his heightened sense of smell, he could pick up the scents of cotton candy and popcorn from the boardwalk, the smell of the ocean beyond that, and the light fragrance that was all Sammy.

"So, what do you want to do first?" he asked with a smile.