It's been a long time since Sunshine has seen Ben Wade. Despite her thoughts nagging her that she should leave the bar and return home, when she sees him she fetches a couple of the cinnamon rolls on the cooling racks in the kitchen, fresh from the oven, huge and fluffy and still moist with the melted cinnamon-sugar and the heat of baking. Once they're set on a plate together, homemade icing is drizzled across them.
She even remembers a napkin, before she brings them out to him.
"I was thinking I might have to come looking for you, it's been so long," she says, smiling lopsidedly as she sets the plate of cinnamon rolls on the bar in front of him. "How've you been?"
Her red hair is still up in a sunflower-spotted blue handkerchief, her sun-blue t-shirt and red jeans protected by her flour-and-cinnamon-dusted apron.
From the placement of the plate, they're for him. Despite the recent addition of a few sandwiches, the look of one short a few sandwiches is hard for a professional feeder-of-people to miss.
And she's not above feeding people up just because she's fond of them.
"It's been a lot longer for me," she says, dry. Stupid bar and it's time differences, right? "Been keeping out of trouble?"
A faintly troubled look of concern forms on her face. "When isn't the bar playing tricks? That's what I'd like to know."
No offense, Bar. Sunshine's still not sure if it's *you* or your locale that is to blame when things go wonky.
"What'd it do? You bound?" She says, nudging the plate of cinnamon rolls towards him, slightly. When there's trouble, have good food. Sunshine lives by this.
She even remembers a napkin, before she brings them out to him.
"I was thinking I might have to come looking for you, it's been so long," she says, smiling lopsidedly as she sets the plate of cinnamon rolls on the bar in front of him. "How've you been?"
Her red hair is still up in a sunflower-spotted blue handkerchief, her sun-blue t-shirt and red jeans protected by her flour-and-cinnamon-dusted apron.
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"It's been an interestin' forty-eight hours, that's for sure."
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And she's not above feeding people up just because she's fond of them.
"It's been a lot longer for me," she says, dry. Stupid bar and it's time differences, right? "Been keeping out of trouble?"
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Since he doesn't want to go on giving her the wrong impression, after all. It's only the polite thing to do.
(Which is something that Ben Wade would not do.)
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No offense, Bar. Sunshine's still not sure if it's *you* or your locale that is to blame when things go wonky.
"What'd it do? You bound?" She says, nudging the plate of cinnamon rolls towards him, slightly. When there's trouble, have good food. Sunshine lives by this.
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He accepts the plate of sweet rolls without any further prodding, tearing a chunk off. The icing is still warm to the touch and it's a novel feeling.
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"No? I don't think s-" Sunshine blinks, looking up from pouring herself a cup of the jasmine tea that had appeared.
"What do you mean 'Ben ever mention'?"
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