He waved for Grell as the red-head came up and arched an eyebrow, "I hope you're hungry," he chucked softly. "I'm not part D, you know." He kissed Grell's cheek in thank-you anyway, giving him his seat and scooting over. "Thanks," he grinned cheerfully, popping a few of the chocolate covered raisins in his mouth.
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