Ugh, thighs. Why were her thighs so perfect? Sam had to take a breath and steel himself to walk over to the plates. He exhaled.

"Well, that's just an assumption you shouldn't have made," he said, taking off the tops and then making a show of looking pleased with himself. He settled her plate in front of her and then took his own seat with his plate.

"Am I doing okay?" he asked after a few moment's of silence.