One of the perks of working from home for Carter was if he wanted to work outside and the weather was good, he usually took advantage of it since he rarely ventured beyond the property of his parents home. When he'd woken up and gone through his usual morning routine, he was pleased to see the weather was bright and sunny and decided to spend consultation and project meetings out on the back porch. Carter feared that his last meeting of the morning would drag on past Noon—his usual lunch break—when it thankfully started to wrap up when he noticed Kara walk into the kitchen with a bag that looked suspiciously from Uncle Joe's.
With his portion of the meeting done, the graphic designer politely excused himself, wishing everyone a pleasant rest of the week. A bigger, more genuine smile graced his mouth as he observed Kara puttering around the kitchen before he focused on jotting a few reminders and notes summarizing what had been discussed in his meeting. Stretching with a sigh, Carter didn't even feel the usual pang of resentment and regret when having to don the long sleeve shirt he draped over the back of his chair and gloves as he got up to greet his friend. Kara was always a welcome sight and the fact that she'd shown up out of the blue meant she wanted to hang out with him and probably talk. Given the recent events surrounding the McKenna (which honestly sounded crazy based on what he'd heard from Jax, Harding, and Kara's texts), he was a little surprised she hadn't popped in sooner.
"Hey!" Accompanied a smile as he stepped over the threshold leading from outside into the kitchen. Carter eyed the plates laden with freshly grilled burgers with all the fixings and hand-cut fries, an anticipatory look on his face as he tried to nonchalantly asked where Kara had gotten the food from.
"Those wouldn't happen to be burgers and fries from the diner, would it?" He shuffled closer to the island, a finger hooking over the top of the bag to pull it closer so Carter could peer inside, "Is there pie?" It would truly be the perfect trifecta if his bestie had bought slices of pie for the both of them.