For a moment all Liz could think about was please don't let me get arrested in my bra because she would probably literally die if she did. She just hoped the man would be too embarrassed and leave.

Being on Peter's lap, Liz did what came naturally to her - she rocked her hips into him as she kissed him. His hands where they were - that was a new sensation that left her a little flustered. It didn't help she could definitely feel him between her legs.

When the man asked something for a third time, Liz let out a small, breathy moan that was on purpose, but also, maybe, a little bit real. Then her hand moved behind her in desperation and she unclasped her bra.

If this didn't work, some stranger was probably going to see her half naked. She had to hope the guy wasn't that desperate for tickets.