Who: Colin Ford and Frankie Thomas What: Early morning Chinese take out from Vegas When: Friday December 25th - very early morning Where: London Agency HQ Warnings: Awkwardness and some cuteness?
Much did not approve, but the food smelled enough know that he didn't care..much. He had settled into a steady nag at the back of Frankie's mind, even though now and then he'd suggest something from the menu to order. Colin had said there were only three to his team at the moment, but she was ordering enough food for the whole team of six and herself. Since Much showed up, her eyes were often much larger than her stomach. It would mean hopefully that others would get to eat something.
With a quick car ride to the Chinese take out, then another slightly longer ride to the Vegas Agency office, Frankie, who had opted for jeans and a nice sweater rather than the more formal date oriented attire, climbed out of the car and managed to get inside with a little assistance. The food fit nicely into a box top and smelled rather delicious.
She waited for the MTN to be cued up, telling herself to be calm, to breathe, and to not think about what was going to happen. She hoped whatever did happen, she wasn't going to end up with lo mein and other food bits inside her body in some very gross transporter accident. Much did not like the way her mind was working, so his concern doubled if not tripled hers. As soon as the MTN was ready, she took a deep breath, held the food close, even if she was a little worried things would come out all sorts of wrong on the other side, and stepped through. She hoped Colin was on the other side.