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Another easy smile, "Sure thing. Buttermilk biscuit or a square of cornbread?" That was one thing she didn't have a preference on when it came to stews of any kind. The gumbo, of course, was served with rice, but beef stew went well with both biscuits and cornbread, and she wasn't about to make that sort of decision for someone.

"If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were trying to seduce me," he teased, smiling and shaking his head. "Mmm, biscuit and cornbread?"

She grinned outright at that, one brow arching, not quite a brow-waggle, but very nearly so, "Oh I think we ought to be able to handle that. Anything to drink?"

"Magnus swears by red wine with beef stew, but it's awfully early in the day," he answered, grinning since that was especially true for a man without a liver metabolism to match that of a vampire. "Maybe just water, please?"

"And I haven't got a liquor license anyway, so water it is. Now, do you want plan butter, honey butter or nothing at all for your cornbread and your biscuit?"

There was that smile again, easy and somehow a little wry, "If it changes anything, we do make the honey butter in-house, with locally sourced honey."

Will may be salivating a little when she mentions the honey butter. Or possibly more than a little.

"I'll take that on the biscuit, then, please, but let's have the cornbread plain?"

"Sounds like the way to do it." She replied, though she gave him a wink a moment later, clicking her tongue against the side of her teeth, knocking once on the counter, "I'll get that right up to you, have a seat."

She hummed to herself as she went about dishing up the stew from a hot pot behind the counter, and the biscuit and the cornbread were both warm, the honey butter served to the side so that it could be applied to personal preference.

Everything was delivered to his chosen table within short order, because quick service was something Viv prided herself on as much as she did good food.

Will eyes the food, inhales its scent, and can only think of one thing to say.

"Marry me?"

"Oh if I had a quarter for every time I heard that." She replied, though she was still grinning, feigning surprised revelation a moment later, "Oh, wait, that's how I could afford this place."

She shook her head then, snagging utensils out of a bin to hand them over as well, "Besides, it would never work out, my family is literally hell on earth."

Will's father just recently got out of jail, and his god-daughter is a werewolf, so... yeah.

"I can kind of relate."

"Oh? Your relatives a bunch of physical manifestations of cardinal temptations, too?" It was one of those things that she delighted in saying, because while it was true, no one ever believed it and it was always easy enough to laugh off again.

"Usually feels that way," he laughed, shaking his head. "Although many of them might consider them virtues rather than temptations. For example, Kate, every time we walk into a bank, she gives me a rundown on its security and how easily she could rob the place..."

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She laughed brightly, "That's a handy skill-set, don't let that one go."

She didn't suspect it was Greed at work, not unless there was actually bank-robbing going on, but Pride, maybe. Could also just be human nature and not one of her relatives at all.

"Oh, no, never letting her go," he assured her with a fond smile. "There was a brief period where we thought she might leave us to marry, but she got over that. We're all grateful, especially Henry. He's always had some pretty strong feelings..."

"At first I was going to ask what line of work a woman's getting married might still be a career killer for, but then I realized that it might actually be bank robbing, and if that's the case I don't want to know."

There was an obvious, easy amusement in the tone still, giving the statement away as a tease.

"We've only robbed one bank, and that was an emergency..."

"Oh well it was an emergency, that changes everything."

That easy amusement was still curling through her tone, she couldn't quite help it at that point.

Will chuckles and shrugs, unrepentant. "It's not like we took any money, anyway. And one girl actually seemed to enjoy it quite a bit..."

She nodded, "Some people just want to be part of something." A shrug, "Even something like a bank robbery, makes a good story for the grandkids, or for the book club, whichever."

"I think it may have been more than that in this case. Kate said later that the young lady in question asked if I was seeing anyone..."

She cackled, shaking her head, clasping a hand to her chest and shaking her head a moment later, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh, but I can't believe I called that one."

He chuckled, too, a bit uneasily. "People are weird. Remembering that can spare us many surprises..."