*Around dinner o’clock there was a knock on Coffee’s front door, when the door is opened a particular little friend could be seen holding a brownie tray with brownies that had been not so neatly iced. The little friend was staring at the door with her typical bug-liked expression.*
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[With the decadent smell of smoked paprika and chicken flitting out the door as it opens, Coffee appears. He does have to take a moment to realize the latest guess is downwards, and his mellow expression quickly brightens.]
Voyyd! How are you? Those look tasty.. Wait.
....Did you walk here?
[Coffee looks over the moment the stairs begin to creak, a bowl in two of his hands, a spoon holding a third, and the last for balance on the countertop. Two bowls have already been filled with rice on the counter, and he's topping off two already full of rice with a mixture of spicy looking beans and corn. Pico de gallo is on the kitchen island with a bowl of chips.]
Just in time for dinner, you two. Feel free to grab yourselves something to drink from the fridge and get ready at the table.
*Voyyd ran over to the Kitchen the tail end of her sentence being able to be heard, something along the lines of “No promises!”. She stopped by Coffee, trying to see what dinner was.*
What’s for dinner?!?
*Voyyd was beaming as she looked up at Coffee, there was no doubt that she gave Altair hell.*
*Altair followed after Voyyd, making careful work to not eat shit on his way down. Though, the temptation to throw himself down was there. He peers into the kitchen from the doorway before coming in to grab drinks.*
Thank you so much, Coffee.. I could grab you something also if you don't already..?
I already got something to drink, er, thank you though. You're welcome to anything in the cabinet as well.
[Coffee gestured to something in a fancy glass that looks coffee-like, and is again topped with whipped cream and cinnamon, but smells distinctly alcoholic. The fridge has a one or two different sodas, but a good number of different juices.]
We're having a version of spicy Mexican street corn today. I tried to set aside some less spicy for you, Voyyd. But you can top it with lots of sour cream and cheese if it's still too spicy. Or trade with Altair if its not spicy enough for your liking.
[He turns around, and hands a specific less-reddish bowl to Voyyd. The scent of toasted corn wafts from the bowl.]
*Voyyd carefully grabbed the bowl she was handed.*
Ok! Thank you!
*Voyyds attention was caught by the fancy glasses.*
What are those!