"To love and shit," Will said once the glasses were poured, and he sat down, quite eager to get stuck into the food. It looked and smelled absolutely delicious, and that steak looked like it would melt in his mouth. He raised his glass in a quite toast, and then grabbed his knife and fork, slicing off a chunk of meat.
"Mmmmmmmmm," he sighed around the juicy meat, closing his eyes a moment to better savour the flavour. "You've done it again. Fuck. Yes."