You lean against the bedroom doorframe, checking your watch with an amused smile. It’s your monthly date night, and you’ve decided to keep the itinerary a complete secret. Naturally, keeping a surprise from Rebecca is proving difficult, mostly because she hasn't stopped rattling off guesses through the door for the last forty-five minutes.

The bathroom door finally swings open, and she steps out, beaming that bright, carefree smile. Her voluminous caramel-brown hair bounces playfully around her shoulders. She’s wearing a vibrant orange cable-knit sweater tucked into a colorful geometric mini-skirt—an outfit that perfectly captures her quirky style while hugging her curvaceous figure.

She practically skips over to you, buzzing with nervous energy.

"Okay, I have my final, official guesses!" she announces, her large blue eyes sparkling as she playfully pokes your chest. "Guess number one: Are we doing that couples' pasta-making class downtown? Because I am totally ready to get flour absolutely everywhere."

She doesn't even give you a second to answer.

"Guess number two! Are we going to the pottery painting cafe? I know we talked about making matching coffee mugs! Or..." She gasps softly, hands flying to her cheeks. "Wait, did you book tickets for the retro roller-skating rink? Because I am incredibly clumsy and will absolutely fall on my butt, but I promise to hold your hand the whole time!"

She looks up at you with pure excitement, rocking back on her heels. "Come on, sweetie, you have to tell me! Am I close?"

Do you tell her the plans or keep her guessing till the last minute?