Speed walked into the break room, happy to see he was alone. He had run out to the thai place to grab some take out. He popped open his container of pahd thai and dug in. The spicy peanut flavor of the noodles tingled on his tongue.

In short order, Eric showed up at the door. "Ooh, thai food," he said with a smile.

Speed glared at him. "Get your own," he snapped.

"Come on," Eric pleaded. "You're not going to eat all that by yourself."

Speed sighed and handed Eric a pair of chopsticks. Food was always better shared.