Re: Meeting the missus
Howard walked over to stand behind Maria's shoulder, looking over it at the tablet she held in her hand. His eyes widened with delight at what he saw, which was basically a much larger and lighter version of the communicator he had in his pocket and had been playing with earlier in the day.
"What's your favourite?" he asked, chin near her shoulder as he stepped in closer, and her perfume now filling his senses.