Dinah snuggled closer to her Boaz, hair artfully mussed, clearly wearing nothing but a conveniently placed over-large... parka? Strangely, that had provided enough warmth last night, as well as shielding them from the cold of the various marble surfaces around the crypt.

"That was wonderful, honey. Just like the last four times." She happily traced the tattoo on his neck. "Maybe we can just stay here forever!"

Because they were so happy in the crypt!