"I like midnight snacks," he said kissing the top of her head. "And I think if we want to get real technical about it, I'm more of an Incubus."
He chuckled at her huff, mission accomplished for the time being. Peter 1, Lena 0. That score didn't last long though, her next statement came out just as he was about to take another bite of his apple. He stopped in his tracks and slowly moved the apple away from his mouth. He sometimes wondered what on earth they had in common and if they would ever find common ground; then she talked about her army of robots and he was reminded that he was incredibly lucky, "You've never been more attractive to me than you are at this moment. And that is saying something."