[Billy's response is little more than an upturned brow at that. Really, Teddy? Really? And he can say that with a straight-faced smirk, too...
...dork. He's such a dork.
It doesn't stop Billy from setting the pot lid on the counter, fetching the spoon he'd been using to stir the mix, and fishes out a bit of meat and vegetable mix, blowing on it with a deliberately sultry-looking expression before offering it out.]
Why don't you try it and see if you can taste it?
[Now, is this better or worse than the fork-licking?]
[IT'S FUCKING ACTION]
...dork. He's such a dork.
It doesn't stop Billy from setting the pot lid on the counter, fetching the spoon he'd been using to stir the mix, and fishes out a bit of meat and vegetable mix, blowing on it with a deliberately sultry-looking expression before offering it out.]
Why don't you try it and see if you can taste it?
[Now, is this better or worse than the fork-licking?]