munches.

if he should even be in close proximity of her for a few months...

doesn't hold grudges unless you are a stupid blond rookie.

can't even say how relieved he is. but good luck, bro.

Got any extra? /it's not cannibalism!/

There's another bowl in the fridge. Help yourself.

hums happily as he snatches it and takes a bite. "Mm. You pick out good watermelon."

rolls her eyes. "Of course." Like she would pick out bad food.

doesn't let it bother him. It was a compliment, she can take it or leave it. "Why the sudden watermelon craving~?"

I had the urge to crush something.

pauses, a piece of fruit halfway to his mouth, before he slowly takes it. "Oh. Better than a person, I suppose..."

eats slowly and calmly. "Indeed. Melons don't sue."

resists the urge to whistle innocently. "Who would sue you?"

twitches slightly, her body growing tense; her plastic fork snaps in two. "Enough people."

((Gotta jet for breakfast~))

(( Bon appetit. And good morning, in that case. ))

(Thank you ))

clicks his tongue in what he hopes is a totally casual way. "I suppose lawyers are easy to threaten, though~"

looks down on her food. She really shouldn't be talking too Daemon too much... "I let others settle it for me."

shrugs, thinking on that. "Well, as long as they don't mess it up, I guess that works." He looks at her inquisitively. "Something wrong?"

eyes him suspiciously. "No, everything is fine."

frowns at the look. He's being friendly! Nibbling another piece of watermelon, he blinks at her innocently. Do puppy faces work...?

immune to puppy faces. "What?"

sighs. Well, worth a try! What kind of woman is immune to puppy faces?! "Why are you glaring?" Innocently.

's glare darkens. "I'm not. That's what my face looks like."

whistles softly. Uh-oh. He smells PMS from a mile away. "I was kidding." Reckless save.