"Oh it is? What other special powers you got then?" she asked amused pulling him slowly back still pausing in their conversation now and again to kiss him.
As he turned the phone off Mirta's grin grew wider until they'd actually come back as far as the island in the middle of the kitchen on top of which rested the food.
"I hear it can be reheated, but I did get the port to the perfect temprature according to the holonet...or, internet. Still getting used to calling it that."
She looked over to the drink and the two glasses she'd laid out wickedly.
"If you outdrink me you can remove something? How about that. First to three?"