[He smiles, ducking his head a bit to try and "get away" from Daniel's hand, but he honestly doesn't mind. He's been harboring a crush for his boss for a while, though he doesn't think it's reciprocated, Daniel's never anything but fond when they're not having sex. And sometimes even when they're having sex, but it's fine. He pushes his hair back into some semblance of order.]
[Daniel, you have been dead for a full year and you deserve to have some luxuries (other than two handsome shop boys willing to do your every bidding) YOU EARNED IT]
[Corbin gives a little salute]
Write up a list and I'll go get it for you, I wouldn't know what to ask for.
[He knows sweet tea, and he knows herbal teas like his ma made, but fancy English tea is beyond him.]
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Well, they're biscuits if you come from England. I can't comment on the cat-ness of them.
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What? Why d'you call 'em biscuits? Biscuits are like... they're big 'n fluffy and you put gravy on em.
[he looks down at the plate and shakes his head with a smile]
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Mr. Larkin, are you tellin me you ain't ever had a real biscuit?
[Because sorry, these are good, but these are cookies, and he doesn't know wtf a scone is]
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We don't usually serve them with gravy, though. And yes, I've had biscuits, I lived in America for the better part of a decade.
[They were shitty biscuits, considering the supplies, but they're cheap and don't take much to make, so... there were a lot of them, actually.]
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Well, a biscuit with some gravy's a real good breakfast. Do y'all put shit like bacon and eggs in em, like a sandwich?
[He sighs, elbow on the counter and his chin resting on his hand]
I just need to find someone to make some biscuits. You think Max could? I might have to ask him.
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[He'll ruffle Corbin's hair.]
I'm sure Max could. I'll definitely eat some if he does.
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[He smiles, ducking his head a bit to try and "get away" from Daniel's hand, but he honestly doesn't mind. He's been harboring a crush for his boss for a while, though he doesn't think it's reciprocated, Daniel's never anything but fond when they're not having sex. And sometimes even when they're having sex, but it's fine. He pushes his hair back into some semblance of order.]
I'll ask him then.
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[As cute as Corbin is, Daniel isn't really the romantic type... at least, not anymore. He'll give him a few ruffles and lay off.]
Now I'm hungry for a proper cream tea and it's your fault.
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Sounds good. Wonder if they got it here...
[He grins]
Sorry, Mr. Larkin. I can run over to the Tea Garden later and get you some.
[He's not trying to get out of doing his proper job, what are you talking about.]
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[That kind of luxury is the sort of thing you put in the back of your mind when you have survival and revolution to think of.
He chuckles.]
Maybe you'd better. We can have a treat for the shop.
[Tea and scones for everyone!]
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[Corbin gives a little salute]
Write up a list and I'll go get it for you, I wouldn't know what to ask for.
[He knows sweet tea, and he knows herbal teas like his ma made, but fancy English tea is beyond him.]