"Sure! Pick something interesting!"

"Hmmm. I think I'll get a Supreme." 

Jinx steps over to a blocky, brassy object, turns a dial a few times, and holds a smaller cylinder up to her ear. 

"Hey. Yeah, I'd like a Supreme. Apartment 503, complex 18 on Brass? Yeah. Thanks!"

She sets the cylinder back down.

"Pizza's on its way." 

"Clever invention."

"One of the better ones, I guess. Someone'll be over on a bike in fifteen minutes or so... And you know, we probably shouldn't leave all our loot out in the open for when they get here. I mean, I'm not trying very hard to hide here, but showing off obviously illegal shit to some random delivery guy is probably not the brightest idea."

"Okay, let's hide stuff."

Hiding stuff!

It's easy enough to just toss everything into the bedroom for now. 

Very reasonable.

And after not very much extra time, someone knocks at the door.

Is it pizza?

It's a Supreme pizza!

Jinx smiles and pays the delivery biker.

Ruava inspects this novel offering. It's so... pizza.

And this one's fresh!

... Speaking of which, Jinx should really turn off the stove. Let's not burn down the apartment.

Wisdom.

...she tries the new pizza.

It's interesting, all right!

"Feel free to toss any toppings you don't like, I just got the most toppingest pizza available because why not?"

"So far I haven't met any I didn't get along with!"

"Good to hear it!"

Nom. 

Nom nom!

Yep, this pizza is going to vanish fast too.

All gone!

"Well, that was tasty. Time to sleep?"

"Yeah, probably a good idea. Do you want to stay on the couch, or...?"

"Given the option, I think I'd prefer your bed."

"I agree a thousand percent with your preferences." 

Ruava giggles. And kisses her. That was a kissable sentence.

Ooooh, kisses. 

Yes, sharing a bed would be a nice place to be.