"What are you eating?" Rick asked as he leaned over the back of the couch.

"Potato chips," Kate mumbled as she crunched on her next chip.

"What kind?"

"Sour cream and onion and salt and vinger."

"Together?" Rick asked with a raised eyebrow. He might have been gone for a few days and suffering from jet lag but that seemed like a strange combination.

"Yeah why not?" Kate asked as she swirled the bowl in front of her to mix the chips again.

"Can I have some?" Rick asked as he walked around the couch.

"Nope." Kate kept her eyes on the television.

Rick's face fell instantly. "Why not?"

Kate grabbed the bag from the spot next to her on the couch and held it up for him to see. "The bag says Herr's not his."