Carol & Tony
"That's where the crab dip went. I'd hog it all too. I promise not to double dip," he said, taking a bite, and chewing like that was good.
He was stress eating before - a veggie platter only went so far during anxiety attacks - and now that he was feeling less stress it was time to stop and smell the roses. Or savor the crab dip. Whatever.
"How're are things lately?" he asked, going in for more snacks. "I haven't caught up with you since you helped me blow holes in the lab walls. Gotta have you over the next time I need to knock down walls for a remodel. That crap is cathartic."