[Rumlow remarks with a laugh. He looks down at the tall pile of pancakes Kenzi's presenting. Complete guilty pleasure, but he'll do another workout at the gym to make up for it. Either way, they smell delicious. He beckons for Jefferson with a nod, placing a hand on Kenzi's shoulder to steer them both towards the dining room.
He'll wait until after they've eaten to bring up the subject. You know, when they're docile from the food coma. It's a sound strategy, as far as Rumlow's concerned. He gets them both into the next room and pulls out Kenzi's chair before sitting in his own. More of a practical thing, since she's got a plate of food, but she's welcome to think he's being a gentleman.]
You sleep okay? [He asks Jefferson, once they're seated.] You seemed pretty much ready to pass out once I got you upstairs.
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[Rumlow remarks with a laugh. He looks down at the tall pile of pancakes Kenzi's presenting. Complete guilty pleasure, but he'll do another workout at the gym to make up for it. Either way, they smell delicious. He beckons for Jefferson with a nod, placing a hand on Kenzi's shoulder to steer them both towards the dining room.
He'll wait until after they've eaten to bring up the subject. You know, when they're docile from the food coma. It's a sound strategy, as far as Rumlow's concerned. He gets them both into the next room and pulls out Kenzi's chair before sitting in his own. More of a practical thing, since she's got a plate of food, but she's welcome to think he's being a gentleman.]
You sleep okay? [He asks Jefferson, once they're seated.] You seemed pretty much ready to pass out once I got you upstairs.