"Rise and shine!"
His bachelor's pizza sense roused his taste buds before Flynn himself could, reminding him he hadn't eaten before passing out face first on his hotel bed an hour ago.
The pizza was amazing, the cheese gooey and sharp, the pepperoni spicy but not overpowering. The fruity wine matched perfectly, cutting through the tomato without killing his tongue.
Better than both was getting to sate his need to talk about his job to someone who understood and the sweet kiss he snatched before Eve slipped back to face the day's adventures in the Annex.
"Fare thee well, Guardian."
Word Count: 100
Notes: The pizza came from a hole-in-the-wall place near the Metropolitan Public Library in New York. Flynn didn't recognize it because he always gets the Margarita pizza after too much time spent in Europe. Ezekiel Jones picked out the wine. He was surprisingly eager to help and didn't even tease her much about it. Because time zones, this was dinner for Flynn and breakfast for Baird. She is a grown women, and doesn't need your permission to have pizza and wine for breakfast. :P