"Well, you don't know how rough I normally am," Vaughn added. This was the worst flirting of his life, and he would happily not acknowledge it as flirting if it wasn't so apparently obvious.
He thought watching the crazy cannibal romance might be an ideal time to take a break from eating the vast amount of food that was still in front of them, so he put his container down on the table and settled back.
"Oh, no, Hannibal made everything look gorgeous," Vaughn said. "That whole show was just food porn, it was beautiful. If anything ever made me feel like a slob no matter what I was eating it was that." That really wasn't where this conversation was going- "So unless it's going to be that beautiful I'm really not down with this scenario."
It really wasn't a bad movie. And Mao was having a great time. He could feel him vibrating with excitement beside him, and it was really rather cute. And oh, he really was fond of Mao.
"It's kind of adorable- you're so cute and you're so excited by this," he laughed. "You're a terrifying little kitten, aren't you?"