"Do you get the feeling that we aren't getting the gist of all the conversations going on at the table?" Ruth leans towards Harry and whispers to him.
"I don't even see any conversations going on." Harry says looking up from his pizza.
"And you call yourself a spook. I know that Ros and Malcolm are having a conversation, and if I know them, and because they're whispering, I'd say they're talking about us." Ruth whispers.
"Let them talk. I don't care anymore." Harry says adamantly.
Ruth stands up and pulls another slice of pizza out of the box. "Do you want another slice, Harry?"
"Yeah, get me a slice of the vegetarian. I'm getting a little full. Thanks Ruth." Harry wipes his mouth.
Ruth passes Harry his plate back and sits down next to him again. "Please, everyone finish up all the pizza! I don't want to take any of this home!" Ruth says loudly.
"Not a problem Ruth! There won't be anything left soon enough!" Adam calls down the table.
Ruth sinks her head into her hands and laughs. She watches Adam toss Zaf a can of soda. Zaf sets the can down and refuses to open it until it has time to settle. Ruth actually likes moments like this when they all feel like a big, quirky family, even if the moments are short-lived.