Silly gleam

Alec pulls himself up so he can sit straighter as Ryan comes in. He offers her a groggy smile, thinking a bit more clearly than when she'd left. "Nothing better than a food-bearing hottie to wake up to."

He swings his head around to see Misty walk away, then looks back to Ryan, tossing her a wink. "Thanks for coming back." His ankle was starting to hurt again, so the distraction would be nice.

"I think I mighta said some things a while ago that didn't make much sense." He bites his lip, as something rare flashes in his eye - a silly gleam. Was it still the affects of the medication, or was it a genuine stab at humor?

Glancing at the food and movies, he quirks an eyebrow. "Action movies, huh? I could go for some action." Reaching over, he grabs her jacket to yank her down to his level, his lips curling into a sly grin. "We can't let the actors have all the fun." Pressing his lips to hers, he lets a long kiss linger before letting her straighten up again. "Food sounds good too though."


Ty grins a little as he finishes his pizza and nods. "Thanks." He didn't know what he was going to do... if he'd just let things lie or actually go to Rick, and if he did, whether he'd have Libby there with him or not.

Wiping his hands on a napkin, he downs the rest of his drink and stands up. "Well... back to the grindstone." It was obvious that he didn't want to talk about himself any longer, and he did need to get to work now. He was tired, running on only a little bit of sleep, but it would have to do.

After putting his dishes in the sink, he wanders back by the table, leaning down to give Libby a kiss on her head. "Wyatt will be home soon so you won't be alone for long. You're safe here. But I'm just a call away."


"Ah..." Leo shifts his tools in his hands for a moment, studying the sidewalk before looking back up to Cassy once more. Pot roast... she'd brought for him...

"Um... okay." She was just being nice like always. Leo nods. "I guess I am kinda hungry." He grins a little. "Getting too dim to work out here anyway, so I suppose it's quitting time. I'll stick around for a little while."

And he did. After getting everything put away and cleaned up, he found himself sitting on the dance floor that he insisted was more comfortable than the table in the back room. So with legs stretched out and plate in hand, he enjoys the supper Cassy had warmed up.

"Mm... this is good," he compliments. The meat seemed to just melt in his mouth. "I didn't know you could cook like this."