"You HATE pineapple on pizza." I laugh. "Last time I dared to suggest it was alright, you called it AND me and abomination."
"I'm pretty sure my words were sinning against nature. And I don't know, I just feel like it could use a second chance."
"If you say so." I chuckle, punching in on my phone to order. "You want breadsticks?"
She grimaces at the thought. "Mmmnn mm. Nothing with garlic."
"Pineapple pizza, nooo garlic." I repeat. "Gotcha."
"Thank you, Z." she grins, wrapping her arms around me.
I sneak a kiss on her neck. "Of course."
She turns to take her shopping bags upstairs, while I order the pizza, her smile not leaving her face.
Luna, bolting for the door, signals the delivery person's arrival before they even ring the doorbell.
"That's probably the pizza!" Mikal calls from upstairs.
I start shimmying my wallet out of my pocket on my way to the door. "I'm on it!"
I open the door, blocking enough that Luna doesn't run out, to a delivery girl who's holding our pizza.
"Make sure Luna doesn't get out!" Mikal adds, before I can even open my mouth.
"Luna's our dog." I explain, before calling back up to Mikal. "Already on that, too!"
The delivery girl chuckles.
"Sorry, how much was that, again?" I ask, flipping through my wallet with a chuckle.
"$10.75" she answers.
I count out about $11 plus the tip and hand it to her, while Luna whimpers impatiently at my feet.
"Thanks, keep the change." I chuckle, taking the pizza and tugging Luna away with my free hand.
Luna follows me into the kitchen as I go to set the box down.
"Better come claim some before Luna does!" I tease, dishing out a couple slices for myself.
"Don't think I won't fight a dog, cause I just might!" she laughs, fumbling with her sweatpants tie on the way down the stairs. "I'm starving."
"I set it on the counter." I chuckle, trying to ward off a hungry Luna from the couch. "I would grab your plate too, except I'm trying to guard mine from Luna, and I don't know how much you want."
"Appreciate it" she laughs.
Luna munches happily away at some pizza chunks I've tossed her, further confirming my stance on the pairing of pineapple and pizza.
"So what do we say?" I ask with a smirk. "Was I right, after all?"
Mikal, on her fifth slice now, chuckles. "For now, anyway."
"Uh huh..." I look back to Luna and toss her a pineapple chunk. "Well I think Luna agrees with me permanently, so I take that as a win."
"If you say so." she chuckles. "Grab me one more, while you're up?" she adds, as I stand up to refill my cup.
"You sure? I ask, taking her plate. "Don't want you to make yourself sick again."
"Just like a little sliver though" she answers, pinching her fingers together.
I give her a smile. "As you wish. Be right back."
