Oh it was, and I enjoyed every moment of it. [He smirked at the memory then went serious again.] Is that so? The last time I brought you a simple sandwich, I had to sit down and stare at you until you ate it.

[He knew the need for investment in one's work, but Reaper also knew the best way for results was either staring or knocking things off a table to smash on the floor. He and Varian thankfully hadn't reached smashing stuff stage.]

Yes well, next time I make dinner, I'm just carrying you up to the table. Good luck fighting me, pool noodle.