Agron chuckled. "It is. Don't worry. It'll be my turn later." He assured him. When Wyatt made his decision, Agron's smile grew before he leaned down and pecked him on the lips. "See? Food is more your specialty, babe. It's perfect to have you be the one to make decisions on it." He told him before finally moving over to his own chair, though he paused right before sitting down due to being surprised by Wyatt's question, his eyes widening.
"Wait, did you just...?" He trailed off due to figuring that, yes, Wyatt most likely did just make a sexual joke. Either that or he was still in a naughty mood and it was making him make that kind of assumption out of something that was actually innocent. Either way, that's why he shook his head in amusement. "That, along with probably other things." He said before sitting down. Man he couldn't wait to get back to Wyatt's place when this was over.
"Your turn later?" Wyatt asked wondering what Agron would be making a decisions about. The menu wasn't anything extravagant but he knew that they were going to each have their own taste points, creamy, sharp, tart, bitter, herby. Dishes that lent well together would mean one less thing for their guests to think about.
"Did I just what?" He asked looking up at Agron innocently, the human beta hadn't intended to make any type of innuendo at least not knowingly.















