[color=ed1c24][b]Ace Makovich - Brandy's house - Late Afternoon[/b][/color]

Ace looked at the smiling Brandy, and couldn't help but smile himself. He looked at the food she had been preparing and it just hit him that they had left stove with frying oil on. He shook his head, "I'm equally to blame here, but next time let's make sure we turn the hot stove off, don't want to burn the place down after all."

He pulled Brandy close to him and kissed her forehead, "I'm a leg man myself though of course I do love me some breasts...as far as chicken is concerned I'll take some breast." Ace had wicked smile on his face as he said that. He began rummaging through her counters "Now where do you keep your booze...ah here we go. Some vodka, prefer whiskey but this will work."

He placed the bottle on the table along with some glasses. As Brandy turned to prepare him a plate, he pulled out his small tin and took two pills. His head was killing him, he hadn't taken one since the morning. He could feel them quickly work through his body, and could feel his body relax as it was no longer demanding for more pills. 

As he put the pills away, Brandy turned around and brought him a plate. It smelled delicious, and the vegetables that accompanied it looked different, and tasted different. It wasn't a bad taste, in fact tasted better than regular produce, she definitely did not get these from him. 

"You got to tell me where you got these vegetables from, they taste so good, better than what I have, and I get most of my stock from Finch Farm." Ace poured himself a large drink, and down all of it. He looked down at his chest and arm, he still hadn't put on his shirt.  

He ran his fingers across his Brotherhood emblem tattoo, "I wonder if there's a way to remove this one...lots of people around these parts hate the Brotherhood...bunch of rock bangers..." he looked over at Brandy, "should I go check on diner? Make sure Betty is not overwhelmed? Don't want her to burn out...also need a shirt, cause a certain someone ripped mine off and left me with a soaking undershirt...not that I'm complaining." 

"Sorry am I rambling...don't know why I'm rambling. Just have so many thoughts running around in my head...the chicken is good though Brandy, you have some skills after all...not that you're not skillful, I didn't mean it that way...if you opened a restaurant you'd probably run me out of business..." Ace laughed awkwardly, he realized he shouldn't have taken two pills, however ideas and thoughts just kept popping up, he was definitely going to struggle sleeping this night.