Fletcher continued to watch her. He probably should have offered to help but he had a feeling she'd have simply waved him off as it was. She was clearly a woman on a mission and he wasn't about to interrupt that. A brow was raised as she disappeared from the kitchen though and he couldn't help but to wonder what she was really up to.
He had just finished the glass of win he had when she came back in and told him to grab the wine and follow her. He smiled at her, happy to see she was back into a better mood despite the fiasco. A mock salute was given though with the grin as he grabbed the bottle and their two glasses to follow her out of the kitchen and into the small back gardens.
"You really know how to turn things around in a bind," he said with a nod of appreciation at the little picnic laid out for them. He etched a bow for her toward the blanket though and motioned do it, "Ladies first."
He had just finished the glass of win he had when she came back in and told him to grab the wine and follow her. He smiled at her, happy to see she was back into a better mood despite the fiasco. A mock salute was given though with the grin as he grabbed the bottle and their two glasses to follow her out of the kitchen and into the small back gardens.
"You really know how to turn things around in a bind," he said with a nod of appreciation at the little picnic laid out for them. He etched a bow for her toward the blanket though and motioned do it, "Ladies first."
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