There's plenty to view on a night like tonight.

[And some of it happens to be attractive and following her up a tree, hello.

The place she chooses to settle is a perch about fifteen feet up, and she tucks herself comfortably into a nook created where the base of the branch meets the trunk of the tree, the bag in her lap and her feet dangling easily over the side as she waits for him to catch up.]

Add in a midnight snack and the sound of your voice, and I'd have a hard time dreaming up a better evening.