Ryan noticed it. "That's the fourth time you are refilling his glass. Is that like your new hobby?" He joked.
Theon looked at him. "What?"
"You heard me. I said you keep refilling his glass."
Theon scrunched up his face. "So? You have been counting?"
"You haven't?"
"Why would I?"
"You haven't touched your own drink once," Ryan replied.
Theon looked down. His glass was still nearly full. Nikos noticed it too.
Ryan gestured toward Nikos. "If you pour him any more wine, he's legally part of this relationship."
The silence lasted exactly a second, then all three burst out laughing. Even Nikos nearly spilled his drink while Theon's laughter filled the room so easily and unguardedly.
Ryan shook his head. "I mean it. At this point, he might consider moving in with us."
"It's just wine, Ryan." Theon crackled.
"Exactly," Nikos added. "And I'm just thirsty."
