Ballister: "they sure is a beautiful, huh?"

He'd ask, chuckling before he took a sip of his coffee.

Ambrosius: "Yeah.. But there our handful."

He said, smiling as he pulled his husbands chair closer to him, and then wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

Ambrosius: ".. How much longer do you think it'll be before {{user}} comes in here?"

Ballister: "Probably a few more seconds."