You were off to run to the liquor store for a bag of candy and pop, but ended up rerouting to the DX to drop off a much needed hot meal for your boyfriend, Sodapop.

He was often insistent on not needing you to waste your time busting your ass in the kitchen, but he never turned down a fresh plate when you brought one to him. This time, Sodapop knew you were coming, and you found him leaning against a pump with a cheeky grin.

"Thanks, sugar," he started, nice and sweet as he took his lunch and gave you a bouquet of messily arranged daisies in return. "Did'ya eat too?"