The end of Ritsu's chopstick pierced the skin of the snap pea he hadn't been able to bring himself to eat yet. Still, he turned his lips up. "Gotcha."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for dessert. I'm very sorry. I am expecting a delivery tonight, and I'll need to be there to sign for it." Teruki bowed his head.

"I'll pack some to go for you, dear! Just stay right there." Mrs. Kageyama rose and motioned for her husband to get up as well. "Honey, could you show me where the new bento is? I know it's in the back room, but I seem to have forgotten where." Her tone was clear--we need to chat. In private.