[ Oh, absolutely yes, and she looks back up at him, eyes meeting his directly now and she mouths hi, with another little grin before turning to put her pie down. She's abandoning pie, heading over to him with wine glasses, one in each hand.
She is neglecting pie, Ray.
When she gets to him she hands him a glass as she leans in to kiss the corner of his mouth softly, speaking low like what she's about to say is some big secret between them in a room of people, even if it's not. ]
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She is neglecting pie, Ray.
When she gets to him she hands him a glass as she leans in to kiss the corner of his mouth softly, speaking low like what she's about to say is some big secret between them in a room of people, even if it's not. ]
Happy Thanksgiving.