Derek chuckled lowly as he watched the Irish girl rush around. He grabbed a rag from a cabinet and easily cleaned it up "Don't stress." He stated simply, amusement clear in his tone as he leaned against the counter. At the other girl's question, Derek exhaled long and dramatically as his hazel eyes flickered to the more snappy one. "If you read the letter, you wouldn't have to ask, would you?" He replied grumpily and sarcastically.
Vince smiled and walked to the movies, turning the tv on and biting his lip. "I chose last time, your turn!"
Damien was sleeping, but woke up with a groggy grunt as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. "You didn't have to..thanks." He stated, taking the meat and biting into it.