"Jaime! I need you to get me some Taco Bell pronto!,' texted Cersei.
Jaime looked at the text, confused. Cersei hated Taco Bell and always referred to it as Taco Smell. Perhaps Robert was using her phone again? Good thing he had decided against sending that sexy photo earlier.
About 10 minutes later, the romantic music he had set for Cersei's ringtone blasted through.
"Jaime! Why didn't you text me back? Are you getting my Taco Bell?" she asked, sounding a bit annoyed.
"Well hello to you too. And I'm sorry. I thought maybe Robert had your phone or something. You hate Taco Bell."
"No, I don't. I have a killer craving right now."
He sighed, realizing it was pointless to argue with her. It must just be pregnancy cravings. She had them with Joffrey and Myrcella, but never for Taco Bell of all things.
"What do you want me to get?" he asked.
"A fish taco. With extra cheese and sour cream and some chili cheese fries."
"What are the menu items called exactly?" he asked, not wanting this to be a repeat of other times she'd sent him on craving runs and gotten an item that wasn't exactly what she had wanted.
"How would I know? Just tell them fish tacos and chili cheese fries!"
"Fish tacos are an odd item. I'm not sure they will have that."
"Just pay extra then! Why do you have to overcomplicate everything?"
"I'll try my best."
A half hour later:
"What took so long?" Cersei asked as she unwrapped her food. "You forgot to get extra sour cream!...and this isn't a fish taco!"
"They don't sell fish tacos."
"You could have insisted and offered a hundred or so."
"I did. They don't even sell fish to begin with so they couldn't."
"Hmph!"