Trooper Station, Friday

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The Troopers today were snacking on something called Doritos, which Ralph explained they'd acquired yesterday. Apparently it had been- some sort of holiday or festival where eating these was considered part of the festivities?

Well. In any case, there were Troopers with cheese dust on their gloves and helmets today. No, Watts didn't know why or how it was on their helmets when obviously they needed to remove them to eat.

He was just going to be in his office, sitting on his desk and working on his Chinese writing exercises while very much not spoiling his appetite for lunch with either the chips or the pretzel that was currently in his jacket pocket.

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Steven felt tension he'd forgotten he was holding leave him as he saw that Llewellyn liked it. "It's all right then? Tomatoes not too thick?"

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“Not at all,” Watts affirmed. “They’re perfect. I think you did a lovely job.”

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Steven beamed proudly. "Good. Excellent. Maybe - maybe a new tradition then? If you like it?"

Steven personally liked the thought of making things for Llewellyn, since so far with the baking Llewellyn had primarily been the one making things for him.

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“I admit, we were getting to the point where some of the cuisines were beginning to overlap,” Watts said. Which was not to say they’d explored all a particular cuisine had to offer in the span of one lunch, but with some there really were a limited number of vegan-friendly options.

“We could- change course,” he agreed. “Make lunch for each other, instead of just purchasing takeout.”

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Even though Steven had just done this for Llewellyn, he was still touched and pleasantly surprised to be offered it in turn. "You would do that for me? Make me lunches?"

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“I would make you anything you would like, any time,” Watts said.

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"You make me happy all the time," Steven said, grinning at him.

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“That’s- Steven Grant,” Watts shook his head in fond exasperation.

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"What? It's true," Steven said, looking far too pleased with himself.

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“You are ridiculous,” Watts said. Only the way he said it, it came out sounding suspiciously similar to the way he said ‘I love you’.

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"Foolish, maybe?" Steven replied in kind.

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“Utterly so,” Watts confirmed.

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"I would be honored if you made lunch for me," Steven said, since now that the greater point was made he didn't want the rest to go unanswered. "Chuffed to bits."

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"Excellent," Watts said. "And- making a meal together? In London? You would still care to do that as well?"

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"Oh yes," Steven said. "Looking forward to it, actually. Though, fair warning, my kitchen there's not as kitted out as here. I mean you've been there, you've seen it."

Steven ate a lot of takeaway in London.

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He had a pie plate and a rolling pin, at the very least!

"We can take an inventory once we arrive there," Watts said. "Late next week, perhaps? If Mr. Blathers is amenable to you taking a day off?"

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"He's been so kind before, can't imagine there'd be issues now," Steven said, smiling at Llewellyn's way of saying Blathers's name. "I'll ask come Monday. When would you like to go?"

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"I thought- Wednesday morning?" Watts said. "Marc and I could get the meetings out of the way first thing, and then you and I could have the remainder of the week to play tourist."

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"Back around Sunday then?" Steven asked, just so he could have the idea of it. He took out his glasses and his mobile so he could add the days to his calendar.

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Watts nodded to confirm. "If you're amenable?"

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"I've no problem with it at all," Steven said. He added the end date, then put his glasses and mobile back into his pockets. "Any idea what else you'd like to do while we're there? There's loads of options."

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"I know it's something we did last time as well, but- might we take in a show?" Watts asked.

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Steven looked delighted at the suggestion. "Don't mind at all. Do you want to do another play or something different?"

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“A proper concert might be nice?” Watts suggested. “Only- the symphony isn’t really to your tastes, is it?”

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Steven had been about to suggest something when Llewellyn's question threw him. "What makes you say that?"