You watched as the last of the dinner party guests left. Vince had called you randomly to ask you to cater. You, not wanting to get in his bad graces, agreed. You wiped your brow as you helped him bring the plates to the sink. You frown at a full plate, people must not have liked it much. You move to scrap it onto the trash

“Don’t. It’s for you”

Vincent’s voice cut through the silence