After a long day of failing at the office, Kira returned home to his beautiful fiance Hinamori. She smiled lovingly, straightening her apron and handed him a piece of pizza. "Oh no," she drolled as the pizza fell prematurely from her fingertips, landing pizza-side down. Kira shrugged. unperturbed and lifted his dinner from the slightly-mussed carpet.
"I heard the Discovery Channel has a special on lemurs tonight."
"Oh but tonight is coffee and scrabble night."
"Do you have a napkin? Some of this pizza came off on my lap."
"Well don't eat it off your lap. It'll smear that way and you only have three other pairs of slacks."
"I'm not eating it. I'm just poking at it."
"Is it back on the floor now?"
"Well I had to put it somewhere."
Kira grabbed himself a lukewarm Spiricoke (Division 4. Possibly their most productive product.). Frowning, he looked at his now vaguely squatting partner as she lifted the old pizza from the ground and felt the familiar strain of a whine about to escape his lips, and not the sexy kind.
"I can't get this open."
"The tabs are a new design."
"I liked the old design."
"Try to use your nails."
"The tab broke off."
"Oh well. Have water instead. We mustn't waste."
His one chance at caffein without the deadly mixture of Momo's coffee was stripped from him. Feeling somewhat saddened, he looked forward to bed time. He always lost at scrabble anyway and coffee could be bearable with five or six cubes of sugar.