Re: Marvel: Max & Thomas
[She watched the deliberate ease of leg around the edge of the seat, but it was a barely noticeable thing. She wasn't even trying to hide the perusal; she just wasn't used to being obvious in her observations.
The coffee brewed, and the rich smell began to cover any lingering booze or smoke or pizza grease, and she leaned her forearms on the counter and looked at him.] Finally gave up the protein shakes?
[She didn't think he had, and her grin said as much. A few seconds later, and she joined him at the table, the chair beside his, so they could keep their voices down. A hitch of pajama leg as her bare foot found the chair's seat, slim and knee against her chest as she took a sip frpm her mug. The coffee was black and strong, and she slid the other mug over to him.]
Well? [Because he wasn't there just to say hello.]