[Fresh, cool glasses of water are set before them in the flurry of the reorganization. Roman lifts his up and gives a silent toast to Peter. No one ever told him that it's bad luck to toast with water. He is feeling pretty damn lucky for the moment.]
Again?
[A slow, quiet sip hides his own smile. They're promised the meal will be out very shortly. He hopes so. Hungry and trying to not act like a smug asshole is hard work.]
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Again?
[A slow, quiet sip hides his own smile. They're promised the meal will be out very shortly. He hopes so. Hungry and trying to not act like a smug asshole is hard work.]