"...no, but I can order in if you're interested. I dragged you here to talk about your impregnated-by-a-queer baby, I think it's the least I can do." Which was ... definitely true, the more he thought about it.
West arched a brow at her and then laughed. "I've got the grapes and pickles. Garlic bread ... not so much." And really, he could go for some Italian, he supposed.
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