"Oh, you are deft my friend. Not to be confused with daft, though you can be that, too, sometimes." He grinned at his friend, verbal sparring always being a favorite activity of his.
Walking over to the table, Jayden placed down his plate and took the bag from Aaron. He took out the cartons and opened them out, revealing the still-warm meal. As he did so, the scent of the food flooded the air. "Yen Ta Fo Hang, Pad Thai - both shrimp and chicken, and some rice and spring rolls. A feast fit for a ravenous police officer and his lowly best friend."