He smacked Ben's hip. "You have such brilliant ideas. I'm sure people will be waiting in line to buying it." Ronan laughed. "We're not going there; I swear." He turned serious after a moment, and nodded. "I said, yes. Don't worry."
"I know you aren't, but I don't like knowing that you're alone here. I know I'm paranoid," he said. "It's part of the job."
Ronan opened his arm and pulled Ban closer. He didn't care about the food as much, but he reached for the pork buns, leaving the shrimp and vegetable dishes for Ben. "I think I can get used to this."