Re: Dining room (AKA Livingroom)
"Yup. Don't worry, got my ass chewed already." He wasn't leaning on the wall, just steadying himself.
"Not upset kid, just going to do something rather than sit around and talk everything to death."
Talking wouldn't get anything done and the room was getting crowded and friendly. He wouldn't bother Quisty while she was working things out with the blond brat, but he needed outside. He needed space. And he didn't give a damned about flowers, they were nothing but trouble.