Enigma grinned, following him and taking a seat on the couch, carefully setting her glass on the ground and toeing off one of her sneakers, using her toes to keep the glass steady as she twirled pasta around her fork, carefully taking a bite.
She chewed thoughtfully, chasing a meatball around her plate for a moment before giving up and simply eating as she normally would, pursing her lips for the next bite, sucking in the long noodle strand that had escaped the fork, giggling slightly as it flew loose of the fork and hit her chin, leaving a trail of sauce across it. “I'm a bit of a messy eater, sorry,” she said, using her thumb to clean the sauce from her chin, before sucking the finger clean before taking a sip of her wine.