Will chuckled. "Can't wait. A bit of roast lamb with mint sauce, or pork with applesauce... basically any roasted meat with a sauce," he said, placing a couple of slices of pepperoni in the box and pushing it back to Marian. "With all the trimmings. I think I'm thinking of Christmas dinner."
Oh. Christmas. They were only two weeks away, and Will had been planning that Christmas dinner in his head for weeks. He'd been scoping out interesting boxes of Christmas crackers, and dreaming of mince pies, and now they were here and the best Christmas dinner the Sheriff was likely to give them was probably dog food in a dish or something. He frowned and chewed on a slice of the vege pizza. It was possibly the best vege pizza he'd ever had.