Santana simply grinned, taking the pizza from the plate, biting into it. “You’re the best, you know that?” she responded, taking another bite. She stared at the girl for several seconds as she chewed. Letting out a sigh, she moved the plate back towards Shelby. “Alright, alright. Here you go. I’m not that hungry, anyway,” she said.
It was almost as if Shelby couldn't stand to see such a perfectly beautiful piece of pizza go to someone else. She shrugged indifferently at Santana's compliment. "I know," was her simple and oh-so humble response. She could feel the latina's eyes on her, but Shelby forced herself not to look. It wasn't until Santana pushed the plate back towards her that Shelby offered her a glance. Scrunching up her nose, she playfully responded, "Eww. I don't want it now that you've taken bites out of it."