A Little Drabble Do Ya: An Observation

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“Here they come; watch.”

Eyes followed the four agents as they silently entered the Commissary, got their food and sat down.  Without a word, salt and pepper shakers were shared and napkins passed.  Napoleon pushed his plate slightly toward Illya who plucked French fries from it to pop into his mouth.  April finished her salad and then helped Mark eat his slice of cherry pie.  Mark discarded their trays and came back with coffee for Napoleon and tea for everyone else.  They left having never spoken a word.

“They know each other better than husbands and wives!”

“I want that.”

Comments

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Yes, I was trying to show how in synch they are with each other.