"Piper Dirty Addison?" Charles as she stepped into the kitchen. "I might have to change your W-2 if that's the case!"
Jacob shook his head in disbelief. "Leave it to you to include tax documents in your humour. Mathematicians," he said with an exasperated shrug. "We've been friends for over a century at least, though I don't know if I have ever used the power of veto." Jacob took a bite and grinned. "This is delicious."
"I concur! And I believe you tried to veto Hank, but I didn't let you. Silly me," Charles said before spooning more ice cream into his mouth.
"It's true, I did. Right, Paris. French wine is Charles' weakness. Not that I was getting him drunk on purpose."
"Lies!" Charles called out around a bite of cobbler.