"She'll puke milk in your face," Will warned, setting out two plates and rummaging in the drawer for a serving spoon. Actually, maybe he wanted to see that? Except Tuck only just showered and he was probably done for the day, no probably not. Would've been funny though.
"Eating at the table or on the couch?" he called as he dished up, smirking to himself at the mental image of Evie spitting milk all over Tuck's face. Classic.