"Well, it's a good thing one of us does, then," she said in response to Peter not getting himself. Dex gave him a mysterious smile and moved over next to him to inspect the many types of food he'd brought, standing close enough but not enough that they were touching. She nodded a bit, biting her bottom lip as she tried to make a decision.
"It's okay, if there are left overs, well, I'm sure there will be. But you can take some home and you can leave some, my brother will eat a bunch. He eats pretty much anything in the ice box. I have to make sure that he doesn't eat the odor catcher," Dex smiled and looked over at Peter, handing him a fork and a plate, picking up her own and putting a little bit of everything on it. "Did you want something to drink? I have some fizzy soda and some wine and some beer?"
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