[ Grell's left her personal bag on the living room seat, specifically so they could get straight to dinner. She's had no more than a third cup of coffee, herself!

Setting out their food, the aroma opens up and become much more prevalent! There's half an herbal roasted chicken for them to share, accompanied by buttery mashed potatoes and dinner roles. Dessert is tiramisu. ]

I spent the rest of my day on the field, but I'm fairly confident that I didn't sense any fires upon clocking out. [ She chuckles. ] Fairly confident that the analysis division has begun a pool on it, though.