fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [11/20].

When Summer came into the bar that evening, Tino asked her if she wanted to know his family's special recipe for stuffing, and she said no, but he told her anyway, and then she told him that now she was going to take that recipe and put it in jello, and so if anyone wondered why Tino was sulking at one end o the bar, it was because he had learned a very important lesson (which, let's be real, he should know by now with how long they'd been working together) in never telling Summer anything she doesn't want to know, because she will absolutely take that information and try to use it against you in any way she can.

And Summer was sulking because she really did mean it, she really didn't want to know, because you knew whatever was a traditional recipe in Tino's family had to be knowledge that no normal human should ever have to carry, which was why, on occasion, she just would occasionally find herself shouting out, "Really, Tino? Fucking raisins??" and looking at him like he was the ultimate scum of the Earth, because she was now convinced he very well may be.

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Summer settled back from the kiss and followed Stark's glance with a grown and a roll of her eyes. "Just don't even ask," she said, shaking her head, "but fair warning, I'd avoid raisins around me for while if you can help it."

That probably wasn't helping, Summer.

"But anyway!" She smiles over at him, and started to set out his shots. "Hi! How are you? Did you have a nice Wednesday?"

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Stark's eyebrow went up.

"No oatmeal raisin cookies then,"he said, mostly to himself.

"It was a quiet day, as usual. Not even too much to read on radio this morning. Your day is all right so far? Aside from... whatever I'm not asking about."

"Now, if they were oatmeal craisin cookies," Summer said, and shut up, she'd thrown herself on smaller hills before, "then we can talk.

"And yes! Typical Wednesday, just working on jello and quality time with my cat and hoping that today's the day Tino finally ducks out but alas. He is still, unfortunately, alive and well."

"Well," she amended,"'well' is generous."

"Maybe for another day then," Stark said. "Craisins but no raisins."

He reached for the cherry shot first.

"The bar wouldn't seem quite right without him, if he did vanish. But... maybe a long vacation."

Or a replacement guy with 97% les weirdness.

"I think the bar might actually be right for the first time ever without him," Summer countered, "but I am biased, since I'm stuck working with the guy."

"You do have to deal with him more than I do," Stark agreed. "I'm sorry for that. Anything I can do to make up for him this evening?"

Summer's nose wrinkled slightly. "Not if you put it in that context," she said, "no."

"I'll rephrase," Stark said. "Sorry. Sorry. How about...I'll try to help you forget all about him once we leave?"

"Nope." Summer shook her head. "Still no. Still too much Tino. If you want it to sound even remotely appealing, you're gonna need to cut him out of the equation en-tirely."

"Once we leave tonight you'll forget what we were even talking about now," Stark tried again. "I promise."

Bold words but he thought he could deliver.

You should know by now, Stark, that bold was almost always best.

"That," Summer said, grinning her approval and leaning forward, elbow resting on the bar, "is much better. I might've even forgotten about what we were talking about already."

He had picked up on that over time, yes.

"Good."

Stark grinned at her then leaned forward for another kiss. One a little less appropriate for a workplace, even this one, than the one he'd given her when he walked in. A promise of things to come.

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