Krem cant help but laugh, nodding. "I've got make up days if i need to, but it wont kill me. My whole job tends to be arm day anyway, i can afford to slack off." He glances over JW's shoulder though, spotting their food, but leaves the other man in suspense. "You're worth it though, dont worry."

And then like magic, there was dinner, the baskets as traditional as he had boastes they were and piping hot to boot. And, with that they were bid to enjoy and Krem has to say it all looks damn good, though he has enough self control to wait a little longer and not burn his tongue and not be able to taste the rest of dinner.