He closes his eyes, he always loves that smirk and his kisses. He rose and heads toward the banquet table where the food is being laid out for all party goers.

"I wouldn't mind either. But I only just have a slice of cake. Let me eat, and then we go up and call it a night. Ah, whatever is on the table. I guess they brought spaghetti and pizzas? It seems to be a variety."