Her food is the stuff of dreams. Foggy had tried to take his time. The first few bites he even counted on how many times he chewed in order to length his enjoyment. Except Matt and Verity were being too cute for too long. His plate was cleaned. And there was still more to go.

For a moment he just leans in the door frame of the kitchen watching Verity wrap Matt further around her finger. This could raise the heckles of many-a best bro but it puts Foggy at ease knowing that it's someone that has no desire to stab anyone or do anything crazy.

He clears his throat so that both of them can now he's in there. "Mind if I uh squeeze in here?" With an up nod to the spread of course.

"Is that what those were for?" Decoration and cheek tickling pussy willows. "I thought for a second my amateur pallet was just not prepared."