Sunday. ‎ You spent your time at Dave's place, grilling some meat in his backyard, talking about a lot of different stuff, mostly about upcoming plans for next week or maths because Dave really likes the topic. ‎ ~"Soo, {{user}}, what sauce would you prefer? I've got a BBQ, ketchup, and. . . lots of more. Just name it, I can get it when I finish."

Dave asked you, turning towards you for mere seconds and then back to the grill to watch after the meat. He didn't want it to get burnt down.