'I hope you choke on a crouton,' she retaliated, following Adrian to the table with the main course.
Taking her seat at the table, nearest the kitchen, Katie began dishing food out on both their plates, setting aside a chunk of gristle for Jackpot after dinner. They tried not to feed him at the table; bad habits with a huge dog had the potential to lead to starvation. If Jackpot got it into his head that eating at the dinner table was alright, he was liable to eat their food before they had the chance to salt it.
'Want some wine? I think I've got a bottle to go with this somewhere.'