"And they still scored that low? I think they just deserved to lose," Brice decided, charmed by Warren's laugh. "Guess maybe they don't know you like I do, huh?" Brice wasn't complaining, he liked Warren's company, pleased to have gotten that text in the first place.

Brice rolled his eyes, side-eying Warren. "Well, you might get a stomachache, but if you played two rounds of Save the Citizen, pretty sure you'd still have the bod you have now." But when the plate was offered him, Brice didn't push it away. His metabolism was off the charts and figured Warren's probably was, too. Brice specifically hadn't eaten, just so he could do it with Warren.

"Okay," Brice announced, looking at the plate. "There a special way to eat this? Teach me Obi-Wan."