Kitty came back a few minutes later with two cups of hot chocolate, hers discreetly spiked, since there was no reason not to. Besides, it tasted better with booze and cinnamon. She set Brad's down on the table beside him, scooted the plate with funnel cake closer to her but left it noticeably between them, and then took a sip of her cocoa as sat.

"Mmm. Always better with milk and real cocoa than the powdered stuff." She glanced over at him. "Whatcha lookin' at?"