Private Finished Tricycle Lunch

"That's fair," one of the twins said, probably Avigail given the slight lilt in the voice. As their food arrived, Avram picked it up and inspected it before taking a bite. "Oh that's good."

"Maybe I can get Avram to go work out. Help him be less of a skinny nerd." there was a laugh and an eye roll, and Avram took another bite of his wrap to shut Avigail up for a few seconds.

"Anyway," he finally said after reasserting himself as the dominant personality. Putting himself back in the driver seat, as it were. "So what uh, I mean on the off chance I did want to work out... what would you suggest for me? Like I'm not interested in getting jacked. Just, ya know," he stopped, shrugging a bit.

"No no, it's just fine. I think I can work with that. Maybe I'll start going to the gym. Or, I dunno. I'll think about it at least."

As they enjoyed their food, Avram felt himself relaxing more and more. But Avigail was getting antsy in the passenger seat and he could feel it. She wanted the steering wheel, but he was having too much of a good time to let her have it right now.

"So what else do you have planned for the day? After this, I mean. I know you've got to get back to work, but oh my god, Avram. You haven't even finished this one."

He frowned slightly, his conversation turning briefly internal as the twins argued.

"Sorry," he finally said, his voice small and sheepish. "We... I might need to cut us short. Avi and I..." he couldn't continue. There was a lot going on under the surface between the twins that no one knew about and wouldn't - no, couldn't understand. "I'm having a great time, it's just..."

The last word that he spoke, after a moment's hesitation, came out with an inflection that Tasha might have recognized at this point as both twins speaking at the same time.

"Complicated."

Avram took the business card with a small, apologetic smile. "Yeah. I'm... we're sorry for this. Really." Was she blushing? Why the hell was she blushing? Avram pocketed the card and stood up slowly to leave, already pulling out his wallet to pay for both of their meals.

Before he left, he leaned over and gave Tasha a very awkward side hug. He considered kissing her... nothing crazy, just a peck on the cheek. But both his own nerves and Avigail's annoyed gagging in their head made him rethink it. "I did have a really good time. Honest. I'd... really like to go out again sometime. When you're available."

Tasha's cheek against his was warm and inviting, and the temptation to kiss her again rose up in Avram's mind. But Avigail's voice chiding him with don't even think about it kept him from acting on that urge. So he just smiled and stared at the phone so that she could take the selfie, hoping he didn't look like too much of a moron.

"I'd like to hang out again too," he admitted, readjusting the collar on his shirt once Tasha had released him from the picture. "This was really fun, even if it wasn't as long as we might've liked."

Too long, if you ask me, Avi said in his head, making him grimace just a bit. He knew that she liked Tasha well enough, so he had no idea where this hostility was coming from. They'd need to talk about this later, when they had some actual privacy.

"I'll see you around though. Have a good day at work."

Avram would let Tasha lead the way out, holding the door for her - not because she needed it but because that was, again, what he'd always been taught to do.