Repost for Mad_Moo: "Yogurt, nice. You know that stuff's made out of live bacterial culture, right?" Nick grinned and opened one of the little cups, grabbing a spoon.
Mel frowned at something in the distance. He turned, brows raising.
"Looks like a fire in the city," he noted.
"I hope they're okay."
"I bet the firemen will get everything under control, don't worry." Nick frowned slightly as he ate his yogurt. "Are you okay? You seem a little distracted."
"Hmm? Oh, no, I'm fine."
"If you say so."