"I have a feeling our meetings will always revolve around food," Richard joked, leaning back against the wall of Krispie Puffs with his arms folded. Their last dinner had been a lot of fun, and the drinks afterward even more so. While he wasn't sure if he wanted to 'catch up' on his life's most recent events, a lunch sounded exactly like what the doctor ordered. "What are you suggesting? I'm not sure if..." he glanced down at her cart and smirked, "rye bread and two dollar wine will make a good meal. If we mix the chocolate and the tortillas we might be onto something, though." His grin invited her to share the joke, even though it came at her expense.