"Exasperating people? Me?" Much smiled innocently at her, then slightly less innocently as she rubbed his thigh, and then hungrily again, when she bought the topic back to pizza. "I'll go you halves, we can get garlic bread as well, and leave a little leftover for Alan; sometimes he forgets to eat." Money had definitely gotten tighter since he moved out of the parsonage, but he wasn't in the red yet. He had a little leftover from his Aphrodite windfall a while back. Though most of it had gone toward fuel and food and accomodation for the hunt for Marian, and then after that, charity, some of it had ended up going into the move, and the atrocious rent. And pizza.
He reached for his phone (digging it out of his pocket on the floor) then lay back, using Mary's chest as a pillow, to find a pizza worth sharing. "What are you feeling? Meaty? Spicy? Cheesy?"