Vic was half expecting an argument, but smiled as he felt Russ' lips on his forehead. His cheeks flushed a darker forest green as he grinned sheepishly and unpacked the last of his shopping. "Thanks." He listened as Russ talked and nodded. "Yeah, all that. I'll work more, harder."
He grinned, now a bit excited and turned, watching Russ make for the fridge. "More green? Why don't I just lay my hand in a plate or something? Heh."