Andreas: One more than the other though, right?
Erik: Depends.
Andreas: On what?
Erik: On if the charming answer is going to get me laid tonight.
Andreas: Charming answer plus cake gets you laid tonight.
He put the box of rescued cake on the counter and took a quick photo, before sending it off.
Erik: Then yes. She looks just like her Spanish dad, who is not only the most attractive man alive but also ridiculously clever and horribly fiendish and puts me in an awkward position whenever he starts scheming.
Andreas: Awkward position??
Erik: The unable to stand up in public one.
Andreas: Ooh, flatterer.
Erik: Te quiero xxx
Andreas: *fans self*
Andreas: Come home soon and bring that cake xxx
Erik laughed, swiping out of the conversation and rummaging under the till for a carrier bag. They’d already closed for business and brought in all the stray glasses from the beer garden. He could probably leave Tom to it.
“Tom!” he bellowed into the open cellar doors. “I’m off!”