Author's Note:

I decided to expand this a little from a oneshot by adding two more chapters. This one covers how the lunch went and a little of the twitter storm kicked up by Sam's prank. The next will get into Andy's retaliation. I didn't specify in the opening note, but as you may have guessed, Sam and Andy aren't couple yet.

Chapter 2: Foodgasm

"Why don't your order for both of us, and I'll pay since it's your graduation treat," Sam suggested, eyeing the items on the Kogi menu warily.

Andy considered using this to take her revenge, but decided to put that off and order him what she thought he'd like best. She wanted to prove she was right more than she needed to get him back right away. What was that expression? 'Revenge is a dish best served cold.' Totally.

When they settled into seats next to the nearby fountain, Sam made a production of inspecting what she brought him suspiciously. But soon he was digging in with enthusiasm to the first of the three dishes she'd chosen for him, the Kimchi Quesadilla.

Hah! I knew it, Andy thought with satisfaction.

When Sam finally got to the Korean short rib taco, he let out a groan of sheer pleasure.

"Easy there, Sally. You're going to have all the people queuing up saying 'I'll have what he's having' if you don't watch it," Andy teased. "Are you ready to admit I was right yet?"

"Laugh all you want, Harry. This might be the best food I've ever had!" Sam said in amazement. "I can't believe something this amazing comes from that little food truck. I have to hand it to you, this was a great call," Sam enthused. "In fact, I'm going to go get some more,"

"More? Sam, I got you a ton of food so you wouldn't bitch about portions. You're going to have a stomach ache if you eat anything else," she warned with a laugh.

"I'll risk it," he jumped up and go back in line before she could talk him out of it.

Andy just shook her head and relished her victory with a smug smile.

When Sam finished, he groaned in pain this time. "You might have been right about overdoing it too, McNally. I think you're going to have to drive this afternoon," Sam said patting his overloaded stomach.

"Sweet!" Andy exclaimed. "I just hope we don't get any calls where we need to chase down perps. The way you pigged out on my food discovery, I'll be the only one with any chance of keeping up," she teased.

Sam shrugged, "It's your fault. You're the one who knew how stellar the food was. You should have made your celebration pick a trip here after shift instead of for lunch."

"Yeah, whatever. Just give me the keys, fatty," Andy rolled her eyes at him.

"Fatty? One day of pigging out isn't gonna ruin my six-pack," Sam sniffed. "We might have to ration how often we come back though. It's dangerous," he conceded.

"Well, as much as you like to flash those abs, I'm sure you won't be sporting a paunch any time soon," she shot him a sidelong glance.

"Aren't you the queen of backhanded compliments? I don't know whether to be more flattered that you think they'll hold up or insulted that you turned ONE time when you were the one who barged into the locker room into making me sound like one of those Jersey Shore idiots,"

"Don't over think it, Sam," Andy grinned unrepentantly before turning to head out.

When they got to the squad car, Andy couldn't resist taking advantage of having control of the keys, relocking his door just as he reached for the handle, "Uh, uh. First, let me hear you say 'McNally, I admit you have superior taste' " Andy prodded.

"McNally, I will never again question your taste in food," Sam said instantly, conceding the point while refusing to say the exact words.

Andy laughed, "OK, close enough."

As they resumed cruising the area, Sam pulled out her iPhone to check on responses to his earlier prank and try to regain the upper hand poking fun at Andy.

He saw that members of the Division had definitely gone nuts reacting to it. Every so often he laughed or made choking sounds.

"Was your stomach really bothering you, or did you just let me drive so you could play with my phone?" Andy said suspiciously.

"The phone I couldn't care less about. But I have to admit some of the stuff coming out of the other morons from Fifteen who have gotten sucked into twitter are pretty entertaining," he grinned.

"Oh God! How could I forget about that? What are people saying?" she asked.

"Well, this has gone viral with craziness, but here are a few examples." Sam said.

Traci: Girl, you better look up sushi on urbandictionary and rethink that last tweet

Diaz: What's urban dictionary?

Traci: How long have you lived in Toronto, choir boy? You probably need to look up sushi too ;)

Dov: Chris, it's a website to tell you what slang means. Like 'sushi' is something you've only visited with two girls

Shaw: Hey, Epstein, only I get to heckle Diaz about his no comparison shopping policy

Diaz: Umm. Andy, isn't it against the rules to be doing that on patrol?

Traci: They didn't actually do anything, Mr Manual. She didn't know what she was saying

Traci: Right, Andy?

Peck: Well, she's not answering, so you never know…LOL

Dov: Yes! I knew you were Rock 'n Roll, McNally

"Oh, and here's my favorite," Sam broke off to editorialize.

Traci: Andy, seriously, you're starting to worry me. You didn't really mean that you took Swarek off ice, did you?

"Care to explain that one?" Sam drawled with a raised eyebrow.

Andy blushed and made a choking sound before pulling over the car.

"OK, you've had enough fun. Give me my phone back so I can fix the mess your little prank caused," Andy demanded.

"Explain 'on ice' first," Sam insisted.

Andy sighed, "It's no big deal. I just spilled the beans to her about what happened during the blackout one night when she was over and we'd had too much to drink. Putting you on ice was her advice, complete with the genius move of making me write your name on a post-it and dunk it in a jar of water she stuck in my freezer. Then she hounded me into trying to be Luke's girlfriend-of-the-year. So I tried to make him dinner the next night, and he ended up finding it. That's how our first fight about you started."

"Hmm. First fight over me, huh?" Sam asked.

"Just drop it. It doesn't matter anymore. It's not like there wasn't a lot of reasons we broke up," Andy said in a tone that let Sam knew she wasn't up for further discussion.

"Fine," Sam let it slide.

"What a mess. Don't think I'm not still getting you back for this, Sam. My win at lunch wasn't nearly enough payback…"

"Hey, it's not as bad as you think. At least Williams has a clue," Sam soothed, handing her back the phone.

Noelle: Will you morons get a life? I'll bet $100 that came from Sammy, not McNally Leave McSwarek alone!

Dov: Chill, Noelle. 'McSwarek' isn't exactly picked on like Britney. They've kept us waiting long enough for the action we all know is coming :(

Andy sneaked a glance at Sam, wondering if he'd seen that last one from Dov before handing over the phone.