Dylan smiles and takes one of the twix bars. "Thanks. This is like my favorite chocolate, ever." She takes a bite and then nods. "I hope that never happens to me, but I'm not a hot guy so I don't think it will." She smiles and then laughs a little. "It starts at 7:00pm sharp! So don't be late. I'll look for you and I'll be sad if you don't show." She winks at him and then finishes her twix. "It's not sold out, don't worry. Well this one isn't. And yeah it did, you're on."

"I practically love any type of chocolate. It can be alone, mixed with something else, just chocolate is enough for my tastebuds." She smiled. "Sounds like your sign will be fabulous then, can't wait!" She wipes her hands together and looked at him, giving him a shocked look. "Are you challenging me? Because those are fighting words." She chuckled.

Dylan smiles. She was glad to have found someone level-headed to talk to as she visited the city. "When I get done touring, we should hang out sometime. I wanna grab this opportunity to befriend a fellow YouTuber while I have the chance."

"I live in Florida. Ft. Lauderdale, to be exact." She laughs. "No don't worry, I would have put on my 'What?' face if I got creeped out or anything." Dylan laughs. "Where are you from?"

Aubrey stands with a light jacket wrapped around her skinny arms outside of the Baltimore Museum of Art, enjoying the way the world smells right before it rains. She had two days until she and the rest of her group go on tour, and ever since she first met him when she hurt her ankle, she had thought about Matt the Drummer, and wondered if he ever thought about her as well. She hadn't asked for his number when they first met, but finally - through levels of online creepiness that she'd rather not anybody ever know about - she figured out how to reach him and asked him if he'd like to meet up soon, leading to this "date" today. She wasn't entirely sure if it was a date, though. Neither one of them had called it that, and she wasn't going to be the first one. She sighs and coughs a little when a smoker walks by, ready to see Matt again.

Aubrey was looking down at her feet, debating on if she should go inside the museum and wait for him or not so she didn't get caught in the potential rain, when she heard the unmistakable sound of somebody running towards her. She looks up and immediately beams her shining smile when she sees Matt. He was just as cute as she remembered him being. She looks down quickly at herself, making sure that everything about her outfit was fine before he gets too close. Passing her self-inspection, she looks back up at him and gives him a little wave. "Hey! Good to see you again," she says back, taking a couple steps towards him. She liked seeing him a little eager to see her. At least the eagerness wasn't one-sided, like she had feared it might of been before he showed up.

Aubrey lets out a small giggle when he asks her how she's been, and then immediately stops herself. She sometimes acted like a high school girl with a crush when she was around guys that she liked, and as much as she tried to keep herself focused, she couldn't help but giggle stupidly. "I've been great. Really great. We - Cherry Street - is going on tour in a couple days, so I just thought that I should ask you if you wanted to meet up before then." She smiles, and then pauses for a second. "You don't know that we're going on tour, by the way. We're part of the Reckless Infinity festival, but they haven't announced who is going to be part of that yet, so I'm not sure if I'm supposed to keep it hush-hush or not... but who cares." She laughs again, this time genuine and not out of nervousness. She nods and looks inside the glass doors of the museum when he asks about it. "Yeah, definitely. I was going to give you a choice between here, or this little carnival that's farther down, but since it's about to rain..." She looks up, and then looks back at him. "Of course, you may be too much of a rockstar to let a little rain slow you down, huh?" She giggles.

"Oh, I'm sure it doesn't really matter. Go ahead and tell the Twitter-sphere or wherever. They'll find out in a couple days anyway," Aubrey says with a little shrug, laughing. "Do you have any other secrets that people have mistakenly told you that you think you could share with me?" She winks as she goes into the museum and holds the door open for Matt to follow her in. "Oh, I'd love that! I'll get you backstage, and you can be my little groupie," she jokes with him, giving another little wink, and then mentally pauses as she starts panicking about what she just said. The only groupies she knew were the ones that go backstage and have sex with the rock bands that just played. She hopes that there won't be any awkwardness between them since she said it. Of course, they still hadn't spoken about if this was a date or not. There was no way to unawkwardly bring that up. For a second, she looks at his arms, wondering if they really were fake tattoos or not, but then realizing that he's kidding. "Oh, of course. We wouldn't want that. That's the more attractive part of you," she jokes back, walking in.

Aubrey can't help but giggle a little bit when Matt uses the word 'paltry.' It didn't seem like the type of word that he would use, and she was pleasantly surprised that he was still constantly surprising her. She loved that there was more to him than just the 'drummer' attitude. She lets out a little noise of agreement when he mentions knowing a secret about Kai, but that everybody knows it now. She didn't have much to say on the topic, although she openly thought that there were winners and loser in that situation, and she felt worse for the losers than the winners. But she wouldn't say that to one of the winner's best friends. She laughs when he tells his 'secret' about Izzy Merjos. "I can see it... And I can see Ryan Ross Hernandez being into something like that," she jokes back as she stops at the counter to buy tickets. She pulls out her university ID, which got her free entry, and then without hesitation said, "He's a student, too. He just forgot his ID. He's in our study abroad program." The woman behind the counter probably couldn't give a shit less and waved them both through. "You don't always put out on the first date?" she asks him as they continue into the actual museum, laughing. "So there's a chance?" She jokes, relaxing around him. It helped that he found her joke about him being her groupie funny, and that he finally confirmed that this was a date. Now she didn't have to worry about stuff like that anymore. She grabs a little map guide of the museum off of a table and looks it over, seeing what's in here. "I haven't been to this museum since my middle school took my class here... it looks like a lot has changed..." She mutters back. "IT looks like they have a Seth Adelsberger exhibit going on. I don't know who that is, but it sounds interesting. And it looks like they just opened up a contemporary art exhibit... So looks like there's a lot going on today. Should be fun." She smiles at him, hoping that he's as excited about this as she is.

"I know everybody thinks that Ryan Ross Hernandez is really cute and all, but I don't like him all that much. I mean, his music is fine, but... he looks like the type of guy that brings a guitar to every party he goes to, looking for a chance to show everybody how he just learned how to play Layla in it's entirety. And on one hand, you're kind of impressed, but on the other hand, you just really want to keep playing Mario Kart without some douche interrupting you with an Eric Clapton hit," Aubrey rattles off to him as they walk. "You know what I mean?" She bites the inside of her cheek to keep herself from giggling when Matt does his horrid impression of a Frenchman. She knew that they would get in if she kept her mouth shut - she wasn't sure the woman would let them through if she laughed right in her face. Luckily, Aubrey kept it together long enough for them to get through the front doors. Once they're out of earshot of th women, Aubrey lays her head down on Matt's shoulder and laughs, hoping that his shoulder will muffle the sound from echoing throughout the museum. After all that hard work and acting, it would be a shame to get kicked out now. "One of these?" she asks, holding up her student ID as she puts it back into her wallet. "It doesn't get you much of anything else, except for sometimes cheaper movie tickets... It doesn't get you free drinks or anything like that, though. But with a face like this," she points to herself, "I don't need a card to get me free drinks." She laughs. "Plus, I'm nineteen, so it wouldn't do me any good anyway." As Aubrey looks at the map of the museum, she hears Matt commenting on Adelsberger. She's genuinely impressed until she looks up and sees that he's reading directly from the internet. "Oh, you cheater. I thought you actually knew what you were talking about," she says with a laugh, lightly nudging him with her elbow. She looks around the front hallway, and then points towards a small entrance that looks like the start of the contemporary art section. "Let's start there."