Prompt: How about the adults join in on the fun? Like Oliver or Traci. That is if you don't mind continuing that fic. It's really good so far :)
"Why the hell did I waste nearly half of my lunch break getting two orders of shawarmas for you, Oliver?"
Oliver smiles and brings out a beautiful treasure.
"Because I got this for our dessert!"
Gail's eyes widen in delight at the sight of a box of doughnuts.
She gasps, "Baker's dozen?"
Oliver slowly nods.
"From Dorsey's?!"
Oliver's smile spreads across his cheeks. Gail giggles in happiness and takes her seat next to Oliver. She puts the takeout bag on the desk and reaches for the doughnuts. However, Oliver drags the box away.
"Hey! That's at least half mine!"
"I said our dessert, not lunch, my petulant Peck."
Gail quietly scowls at Oliver and he takes out the food and gives Gail her half.
"Dig in!"
It's their tradition to eat lunch at least twice each week. Oliver takes Gail in as one of his own since she's exiled from the Peck family. Oliver has never been more proud of Gail since then. She works hard after quitting being a cop and Oliver let her stay with Celery and him while she heads back to college to get teaching degree. Gail also meets Holly through Oliver right before she starts teaching at Don Valley High. Gail and Holly have been inseparable since then, and Oliver can tell they are so in love in each other. Sadly, Gail's in heavy denial and Holly keeps it to herself for some reason Oliver can't figure out yet.
Oliver waits until Gail plows through at least half of her lunch before asking, "Doing anything this Sunday?"
Gail stops for a second, glares at Oliver, and talks with food in her mouth, "You mean what am I doing on stupid Valentine's Day? The day Holly said card companies invented to get more revenues by selling cards and candies?"
Hmm, first thought Gail connect to Valentine Day is Holly and what she knows about the history of this holiday.
"Well yeah. Any plans?"
"No way. I'm single, you know that, Oliver."
"I know."
"And I'm too messed up for relationship."
"And you know I disagree with that, but fine."
"It's true, Oliver. I'm just not girlfriend material."
Oliver sigh and puts down his lunch. "Well, I'll tell you what. I have this dinner reservations at Signs, but Celery changed her mind and want to go to our cabin in the woods instead. I don't want the reservations to go to waste, so why don't you take it? Take Holly and make fun of the holiday and couples in the restaurant. You know you would love to do that and so would Holly."
Gail remains quiet, digesting both her lunch and Oliver's words.
"I'll take it if you give me the whole box."
Oliver chuckles and push the box of doughnuts across the table to Gail. Gail lights up like a child and mercilessly grabs the box with both hands. "Mine."
"The reservations is under Shaw. I'll tell them to expect you two ladies instead."
"You do realize you need to use sign language to talk with the employees there⦠right?"
"Hey, I'll have you know that I communicated with them when I made the reservations. I downloaded an ASL dictionary app. I may have accidentally signed arrest instead of reservations, but thankfully the host graciously corrected me."
Gail laughs. "Alright. I bet Holly would love this though. She always love to watch me sign for some reason."
Oliver thinks to himself. 'Because she is crazy in love with you, silly Peck'
