Fending

[Scott O'Riley]

Why was it always the hard to please ones the ones he wanted more than ever? It just didn't seem fair that that was human nature. Why couldn't he just let lying dogs lie? He had to get her, prove an asinine point. He didn't even like her in that way, did he.

"And yet it's always the ones you can't win that makes you want to doesn't it?" Scott threw over his shoulder with a shrug.

He was fine with kitchen duty but if he knew the connection Elsa had made, he would have shook his head.

"Thanks for dinner, Scott. It's so nice of you to clean up after, Scott. I'm so grateful you were here when I got hungry, Scott." He chuckled, amused by the whole situation as he continued to wash the dishes.

[OOC: Wrap?]