catchall for emma

[leaberator]

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[foodbin]

I'm sure we can find something that works.

[Probably.]

[leaberator]

I'm telling you right now, if we gotta make anything, you're on your own. I max out my cooking capacities getting take-out back home.

[foodbin]

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

[Teasing.]

Anything that's a no go, as far as food goes?

[leaberator]

At least pretend to expect me to be competent at something, rude. What kinda girlfriend are you?

[ anyway. ]

So long as you don't put in any Minato specials, I should be good.

[foodbin]

I expect you to be competent at a lot of things. It just doesn't seem like cooking would be one of them.

[She shakes her head.]

Please don't compare me to him.

[leaberator]

[ he doesn't seem to expect her to say that first part somehow and so he laughs, concentrating instead on the other half ]

Hey, I'm just saying, I've never seen you cook! How would I know?

[foodbin]

I guess you'll just have to trust me. How do you feel about wine?

[leaberator]

Does it taste any better than whiskey?

[ it's a joke. ]

[foodbin]

I’m not the best person to ask that. It’s definitely less... burny going down, at least.

[leaberator]

Guess that'll have to do. [ he tugs her closer for a second, playful ] Is the wine for the celebration part, or are you tryin' to make this a full-blown date?

[foodbin]

[She laughs, surprised, even if she doesn't resist.]

Well... Maybe it could be a little of column A, a little of column B?

[leaberator]

[ he uses the opportunity to put his arms around her waist in a loose hug ]

Schemer. That's what you are.

[foodbin]

Oh no, you caught me.

[She uses that loose hug as an excuse to put a hand on his arm.]

What are you going to do about it...?

[leaberator]

Keep it in mind for future shaming 'cause it's still Sunday.

[ but he? kisses her forehead? so ]

[foodbin]

...You're so cheesy.

[But it sounds very fond.]

[leaberator]

[ there's a mock pout to his voice ]

You too? A guy can't ever be sentimental without being called out...

[foodbin]

I'll always be here to call you out and secretly like it.

[leaberator]

The calling out part is unnecessary. You could try just liking it.

[foodbin]

What fun would that be?

[leaberator]

The fun would be for me. Stop the bullying.

[ complete deadpan ]

[foodbin]

I guess you're going to promise to do the same, then.

[leaberator]

What, no. Where's the fun in that?

[foodbin]

Hypocrite.

[leaberator]

[ offended gasp ]

Me? That's a dire accusation.

[foodbin]

You'll have to get me back for it later.