Ryan's eyes widen a little as the beer bottle gets clanked into Tal's teeth and without even thinking about it a laugh slips from her lips. Once she lets it go though she feels slightly bad that she hadn't made sure he was ok first.
"Oh Tal...are you ok?"
Seeing he was Ryan shakes her head a little as she Listens to her brother and Tal go back and forth for a moment. Just stands there still with the bags in her hands She wanted to act irritated for a moment to keep playing along but she just couldn't hide the small smile that spread across her lips. She always liked seeing Eli get flustered and worked up.
As one of the bags is taken from her Ryan gives a slight nod her eyes meeting Tal's before stepping along with him to go into the kitchen as well.
"Thanks."
Setting the bag down that she had and sliding the other one over Ryan starts to take the items out of it placing them on the counter. Her back to Eli and Tal for the moment. Turning around though at the mention to what kind of steak he wanted Ryan stops short as she comes face to face with the shirtless Tal and for a moment her eyes drift down to his chest till her eyes snap back up at him.
Not saying anything right away Ryan locks eyes with Tal. Seeing the look in them she thought maybe he really did want to say and that was ok with her. The more the marryer not to mention she new Eli needed to have some friends around once and a while.
"Of course you can stay. I wouldn't have invited you other wise...but..."
Giving a little grin Ryan walks over to Tal getting fairly close to him Ryan reaches out to him and lifts the shirt up a little bit exposing him skin a small amount. Putting her free hand up his shirt Ryan lets her fingers run over Tal's chest feeling the rippled and his smooth skin.
"...I think you should keep the shirt off."
Relizing what she just said and what she was doing Ryan removes her hand quickly looking up at Tal again for a moment and than backing away turning to the counter her cheeks a little red.
"Med Rare...yes...right Eli...ummm...make Tal his steak he is staying...I think...right?"
2/20/11
Medium rare
Eli hadn't heard anyone at the door, so suddenly hearing it shut, followed by Ryan's voice, he jumps. Tal looks up quickly too, also not having had a clue Ryan was there.
Eli's eyes go wide at his sister's comment, and he stands up quickly, not about to get picked on for not having helped her. "You're welcome! I... did it on purpose, so you'd feel good about doing it all on your own."
Tal grins, but decides to stay out of that one. Seeing Ryan and being greeted, he gives her a little nod and wave. "Hi."
Hearing Ryan's next comment, Eli's eyes go even wider. "Hey now! There's no call to get mean! My poor wee stomach needs sustenance."
Tal snickers but takes another swig of beer, rather than help his friend. Unfortunately, as he does, he decides to take a step forward to offer Ryan a hand at the same moment Eli decides to take a quick route over the back of the couch. The collision is minimal, but Tal's jostled shoulder is all it takes to send the beer bottle clanking into his teeth. As it does, he opens his mouth in reaction to the pain, but all it does is serve to send his mouthful of beer all down the front of his shirt.
"Aw man!" He looks down at himself in dismay.
Eli stops short and tries to hide his laugh, but it doesn't work very well. "Um... sorry?"
Tal's eyes narrow, though the humor was obvious in his gaze. Unfortunately, there was a bit of something else showing in his eye too - embarrassment, that brought just a faint shade of crimson to his cheeks. It wouldn't have been so bad if it had just been Eli as a witness. His eyes glance over to Ryan and he manages a crooked smile. "Thanks for the invite, but I was... just on my way out." He tugs at his wet shirt. "If your brother wanted me to leave earlier though, he should have just said so."
Eli laughs. "On the contrary, I already said you should stay for supper. And you said yes, right?"
"I said maybe, and I can't stay now."
"Why not?"
"I smell like a beer keg!"
"So I'll get you another bottle and once you've had that, you won't even notice anymore."
Tal rolls his eyes. "That's really smart. Besides, you know one is my limit anyway." He shakes his head. "I should probably get going." He looks to Ryan with apology. "But first, allow me to help, since I was so rudely interrupted." Taking one of the bags from her, he heads to the kitchen to put it on the table.
"Oh, come on." Eli sidles past him, heading for the hallway and talking over his shoulder as he goes. "Don't let a little spill spoil the evening..." He reappears about twenty seconds later, tossing Tal a clean t-shirt. "There. Now quit your whining. How do you like your steak?"
Tal catches the shirt and smirks a little. Setting his bottle down, he hesitates, but then pulls his wet shirt up and over his head. "Medium rare." His eyes drift back to Ryan before he dons Eli's shirt. "But only if I'm not imposing."
Eli's eyes go wide at his sister's comment, and he stands up quickly, not about to get picked on for not having helped her. "You're welcome! I... did it on purpose, so you'd feel good about doing it all on your own."
Tal grins, but decides to stay out of that one. Seeing Ryan and being greeted, he gives her a little nod and wave. "Hi."
Hearing Ryan's next comment, Eli's eyes go even wider. "Hey now! There's no call to get mean! My poor wee stomach needs sustenance."
Tal snickers but takes another swig of beer, rather than help his friend. Unfortunately, as he does, he decides to take a step forward to offer Ryan a hand at the same moment Eli decides to take a quick route over the back of the couch. The collision is minimal, but Tal's jostled shoulder is all it takes to send the beer bottle clanking into his teeth. As it does, he opens his mouth in reaction to the pain, but all it does is serve to send his mouthful of beer all down the front of his shirt.
"Aw man!" He looks down at himself in dismay.
Eli stops short and tries to hide his laugh, but it doesn't work very well. "Um... sorry?"
Tal's eyes narrow, though the humor was obvious in his gaze. Unfortunately, there was a bit of something else showing in his eye too - embarrassment, that brought just a faint shade of crimson to his cheeks. It wouldn't have been so bad if it had just been Eli as a witness. His eyes glance over to Ryan and he manages a crooked smile. "Thanks for the invite, but I was... just on my way out." He tugs at his wet shirt. "If your brother wanted me to leave earlier though, he should have just said so."
Eli laughs. "On the contrary, I already said you should stay for supper. And you said yes, right?"
"I said maybe, and I can't stay now."
"Why not?"
"I smell like a beer keg!"
"So I'll get you another bottle and once you've had that, you won't even notice anymore."
Tal rolls his eyes. "That's really smart. Besides, you know one is my limit anyway." He shakes his head. "I should probably get going." He looks to Ryan with apology. "But first, allow me to help, since I was so rudely interrupted." Taking one of the bags from her, he heads to the kitchen to put it on the table.
"Oh, come on." Eli sidles past him, heading for the hallway and talking over his shoulder as he goes. "Don't let a little spill spoil the evening..." He reappears about twenty seconds later, tossing Tal a clean t-shirt. "There. Now quit your whining. How do you like your steak?"
Tal catches the shirt and smirks a little. Setting his bottle down, he hesitates, but then pulls his wet shirt up and over his head. "Medium rare." His eyes drift back to Ryan before he dons Eli's shirt. "But only if I'm not imposing."