To be honest holding a pleasant conversation over a meal instead of arguing about troubles was something that they both had in common. Gareth enjoyed relaxing while he ate, spending time with friends and family was meant to be a positive interaction, and would rather think about the negatives later on. When they first got married he had made a promise to her that he would not be one of those men who chewed about problems over the dinner table and he planned to stick to his word. Otherwise it would defeat the purpose of the oath they took when they stood at the altar a few years ago. Life was too short to be negative, as they all say. He was having a rough day, but he was not going to take it out on the one person who brings a smile to his face whenever heâ€™s feeling down.<br/><br/>â€œWell, donâ€™t keep me waiting then,â€ Going along with the teasing he smirked a little and nibbled on the end of his fork while she cut up the lasagna. He felt his stomach growl again, his impatience increasing, but he could wait. The first slice of lasagna was always a pain in the ass to get out, it usually fell apart. When she placed his food in front of him he thanked her, â€œLooks delicious, I can tell you that much right off the bat. Did you make this from scratch?â€ He said as he poked it a bit with his knife, cutting off a small piece, he could practically see the steam rising from the slice, and blowing on it softly before he brought it to his lips. The moment the lasagna touched his tongue, he could tell that it was still too hot for consumption and blew on it again.<br/><br/>He really didnâ€™t care.<br/><br/>Despite how hot his food still was, it wasnâ€™t long before his hunger won him over. After he took a deep breath Gareth shoved hi fork in his mouth and started chewing slowly. A hot piece of lasagna scorching his tongue was worth satisfying his stomach for the night. Once he swallowed it, he smiled at Christina, â€œItâ€™s absolutely delicious!â€ He gave a reassuring nod and proceeded to take a swig of his tea to wash it all down. There was nothing like a cool glass of iced tea to wash down dinner. He was one of those people who liked coffee in the morning and tea during the evening. It was just one of those things, he supposed, probably a bit of a quirk of his, he really wasnâ€™t sure why he did. There was just nothing like some iced tea to cool off after a hard dayâ€™s work.<br/><br/>Once he finished his plate he got up and helped himself to seconds. Working since early in the morning must have worked up a larger appetite than he had thought originally, he wasnâ€™t joking when he said when he was starving. â€œTina, Iâ€™m going to miss coming home to this if you do get a job, you know that right?â€ Some more teasing, then his mood turned into something that was a little more serious, â€œAnyway, enough about me. How has your day been?â€ Gareth offered another smile and took another bite of his food.