I have come to expect it from everyone Red, even my housemates tell me as such when I get restless. [She sighs and gives his ribs a poke by way of retribution. It wasn't that absurd.]

The pies weren't my fault! It was providence! And I helped her clean them once Ben stole his saber back; it was only fair, and I did owe her a favor for covering Ben in cream. [The memory of Ben, covered face to knee in whipped cream makes her laugh and snuggle closer to Red, one arm looping around his waist/]

Hmmm...something that makes me excited. Do you think you could help me with that? Most of my favorite past times require a second person.