<strong>Lieutenant Vergil Tosh enjoying a second helping with Ensign Vincent</strong><br/><br/>Tosh gave a rather inward chuckle when Brady repeated the phrase again.  He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he guessed that the young ensign might be flirting with him.  It was a good sign for him as he found the young man quite attractive.  His mind suddenly imagined the ensign without his uniform.  The image his mind conjured was nothing short of tempting.<br/><br/>The young man's expression changed again, however.  Eyes wide and teeth gnawing on a lip.  It was kind of cute.  He ate rather slowly, and Tosh now figured it was likely from the heat of the stew.  Finally, the nurse swallowed.  About time too.  His mouth was probably on fire.<br/><br/>"Did I make it too spicy for you?  I could go and get a portion with less heat...or maybe a glass of milk to ease the fire?"  Tosh offered before taking a bite from his second bowl.  He knew how hot the spice was in Brady's bowl.  It was edible, but too spicy for his tastes.  He only like to pack that much punch in combat or bed.  Perhaps there it would be easier to swallow...maybe.  That thought brought another flash of a smile to Tosh's face.