My Land, My Rules

"I trust," said Ignis, his faint grin a bit easier and loose this evening, it would seem, "that it tastes even better than it smells, which is saying quite a lot, as the aroma has enticed my attention well before we even graced your doorstep. And kudos, for getting Gladio to eat noodles at aren't from a Styrofoam cup."

A statement that, if overheard, Gladio would take umbrage with, as he did enjoy most noodles, thank you, he just couldn't help that some of the best ones did come from Styrofoam!

"Have you had a good weekend?" he then asked. "Looking forward to a good week?"