Grant looks down at the packages, then quickly shakes his head, smiling. "No, that's alright. I couldn't do that," he says quickly, leaning against the back of the couch. "Thanks though."
The bartender comes out then, carrying two plates, then sets them down on the table. Grant really hopes that Bea is going to move her feet, because otherwise, this could get even more awkward than it already is.
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Date: 2006-12-11 06:22 am (UTC)The bartender comes out then, carrying two plates, then sets them down on the table. Grant really hopes that Bea is going to move her feet, because otherwise, this could get even more awkward than it already is.