"I am? Well. I can't offend the chef's sensibilities now can I?"
Katsuya gives an honest chuckle at that. He can't really remember the last time he had a glass of wine with a meal. Too busy burying himself in work to not just fix a tea or coffee for himself to go with whatever it is he's eating. Indulging rarely in a beer with a meal if he meets Nanjo and Baofu to watch a baseball game at the ramen joint they tend to favor when they're in town.
He doesn't want to just hover in the doorway staring at her or into the living room where the boys are so Katsuya pulls up a stool at the breakfast nook and takes a seat.
"I have a confession to make." His voice is amused but quiet. "I have no idea what is 'swozzled'." Nor can he say it quite right either. He's fluent in English but some things still slip by him. Do not ask how many years it took him to say Hippolyta's name right. He's very glad she goes by Hips even now.
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Date: 2018-03-16 08:39 pm (UTC)Katsuya gives an honest chuckle at that. He can't really remember the last time he had a glass of wine with a meal. Too busy burying himself in work to not just fix a tea or coffee for himself to go with whatever it is he's eating. Indulging rarely in a beer with a meal if he meets Nanjo and Baofu to watch a baseball game at the ramen joint they tend to favor when they're in town.
He doesn't want to just hover in the doorway staring at her or into the living room where the boys are so Katsuya pulls up a stool at the breakfast nook and takes a seat.
"I have a confession to make." His voice is amused but quiet. "I have no idea what is 'swozzled'." Nor can he say it quite right either. He's fluent in English but some things still slip by him. Do not ask how many years it took him to say Hippolyta's name right. He's very glad she goes by Hips even now.