[Dignity? There is no dignity. Nobody in the City gets to have any. At least it's just him and her in this kitchen and her device is in her pocket, away from any prying eyes.
The plate is gently placed on the floor and she camps out next to it, back against the cabinets.]
no subject
The plate is gently placed on the floor and she camps out next to it, back against the cabinets.]
Bon appétit.