[She snickers to herself over her glass, pleased when Spock gives up the ghost and admits what they both know: that they're talking about Jim Kirk.] Yes, well, at least you're able to admit that to yourself. Most divorces happen because people are unable to see that attempting to force someone to change to suit your own needs will never work out in the end. [Not that they're married; although, she's heard some scuttlebutt insinuate that they might as well be. Not that Len listens to gossip, though.] Good luck with that, buddy. I've been yelling at him for four years about his damn fool antics and he's never listened to me yet.
[She sounds fond, though. As much as she complains about him, Len is very fond of Jim Kirk. It's almost impossible not to be, he's the type of person who inspires one of only two reactions: you either love him despite your better judgement, or you loathe him because of it.
Nothing in between.
He really seems to like chocolate. Amused, Len watches as he devours another piece, his higher body temperature melting the chocolate slightly against his fingertips. He hasn't seemed to notice yet; she wonders if he will, if he'll wipe them on a napkin or lick the chocolate off so as not to waste any.]
Hershey Kisses is just the name of the chocolate, I don't know why they're called that. The fruit ones, though, well. That's probably to trick people into thinking they're anything other than artificially-flavored sugar bombs. Who knows, really.
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[She sounds fond, though. As much as she complains about him, Len is very fond of Jim Kirk. It's almost impossible not to be, he's the type of person who inspires one of only two reactions: you either love him despite your better judgement, or you loathe him because of it.
Nothing in between.
He really seems to like chocolate. Amused, Len watches as he devours another piece, his higher body temperature melting the chocolate slightly against his fingertips. He hasn't seemed to notice yet; she wonders if he will, if he'll wipe them on a napkin or lick the chocolate off so as not to waste any.]
Hershey Kisses is just the name of the chocolate, I don't know why they're called that. The fruit ones, though, well. That's probably to trick people into thinking they're anything other than artificially-flavored sugar bombs. Who knows, really.