You look around and, with an evil grin, decide to give in to all the naughty thoughts you've ever had. "Um, Peter? Why don't we just stick around here? It's really nice here. So dark, and quiet, and peaceful."
"Yeah, it is nice," said Peter, grinning. He slides over a little closer to you. You slide over a little closer to him. The two of you are acting like lovesick kindergarteners.
Then, you look into each other's eyes, and...