428. Chapter 428

James and Winn are laughing, and Alex is beaming as her sister and her girlfriend happily argue about who can eat more of the best tiramisu in town.

“I know all about your Kryptonian metabolism, but I’m telling you, I could totally eat you under the table, Little Danvers.”

Winn chokes and Alex thumps him solidly on the back. Maggie, Alex, and Kara all look confused at the outburst, until comprehension dawns on Maggie, and she reddens.

“I mean, I can eat more than you. More… tiramisu… than you… You alright there, Scott?”

James gives Winn a hard thump at the same time Alex does, and he starts breathing again, his face twisted into an overly pleased grimace.

Alex rolls her eyes at him once she’s sure he’s alright and turns back to her sister like nothing’s happened.

“Maggie might stand a chance, Kryptonian metabolism or not – tiramisu is her favorite thing to eat.”

She smiles and straightens up when she says it, like she’s proud to know this about her girlfriend.

Winn chokes again, and James nearly spills all his tea.

“What the hell, Schott?” Alex asks as she thumps him again, but Maggie just quirks an eyebrow.

“I dunno about tiramisu being my favorite thing to eat, Danvers,” she says, and Alex is too occupied with Winn to notice the husk in her voice.

“What? I’m sorry, I thought it was your favorite – should I have ordered us something else, I was just trying – ”

“Um, Alex, I don’t think that’s what she’s – ”

“No, really, Maggie, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed – ”

“No no, Danvers, you’re not uh… you’re not wrong. I didn’t say it wasn’t my favorite food. Just said it wasn’t my favorite thing to eat.”

Alex blinks and Kara groans into James’s shoulder and Winn holds his hand over his smiling mouth, not daring to eat anything else until this storm of hilarity has passed.

“What… Oh. Oh. Oh.”

“Mmhmm.”

“Me?”

“Mmhmmm.”

“I… you know what, you guys, I just remembered I have uh… I have some test results I need to grab from the lab, I uh…” Alex rummages in her wallet and tosses a few twenties onto the table. “See you in the morning?”

She practically drags a wide-eyed, grinning Maggie out of the restaurant, and Winn and James offer them both thumbs up on the way out.

“You okay, Kara?” James wants to know as Winn leans across the table to grab the rest of Maggie’s tiramisu.

She sighs the redness out of her face and grins, copying Winn and leaning across the table for Alex’s leftovers.

“More tiramisu for the rest of us.” She shrugs and groans happily at an overlarge forkful. “I told them I could eat of it than Maggie could.”