One Spoon

"That's complete nonsense," he insists, crossing his arms over his chest. "I did nothing of the sort."

"John, I saw you!"

He cringes but covers it up quickly. Uncrossing his arms, he reaches a hand up to drag it through his hair. "Oh, is that how this is gonna be?"

Her lips curl up slightly in amusement. She nods. "Oh, yes. You have no idea how much trouble you've gotten yourself into with this."

He studies her, perhaps sizing her up. She isn't certain about that, but she thinks it's a good possibility. He's likely trying to determine how mad she is at him and how to go about the next few minutes without suffering the weight of her wrath.

She manages to wipe any last remnants of amusement from her face, replacing it with as blank a look as she can muster. If he's on edge about how she's taking his defiant act, then she might as well take the opportunity. There are all sorts of things she can get up to, knowing that he'll do whatever it takes to stay on her good side.

"Yes," she says slowly. "It will take time to think of a suitable punishment."

His mouth juts open slightly. "You're not joking?"

"John. Be serious! What you did was the last straw! I can't have people - my husband included - sneaking about, or at least trying to sneak about, and stealing my ice cream! It's outrageous that you would suggest otherwise!"

"Hey now!" He put his hands up in front of him in a defensive motion. "I'll get you some more if it means so much to you. Hell, I'll get you anything you want if you just tell me."

She can feel a smile tugging at her lips and she can't quite keep it in check. Soon, he will see through her little game and it will be all over. "Would you get me a dog?" she asks.

"Anything for you," he confirms. "I believe they had some dog-like animals on the last planet Lorne's team went to. They were wild dogs but with some training one could make a great pet! If you give me the go-ahead I'll..."

She breaks. Laughter spills from her and she nearly doubles over, tears leaking from her eyes.

"What?" He hesitates. "Elizabeth? What is it?"

"I really don't mind about the ice cream, John." She claps a hand over her face, covering most of her mouth.

He doesn't look overly impressed.

"And you'd actually... You would go to that planet to get a wild dog to train for me?"

"Ha. Funny."

"Would you?"

"Yeah. Of course." He shakes his head and turns so his back is to her. "You know that, Liz. I really would do anything for you."

"Good," she says. "Get the rest of the ice cream out then?"

Frowning still, he nods. "Sure." He returns within minutes holding a plastic container and a spoon. "Here you go."

"Only one spoon?"

"You were expecting more than one spoon?" He quirks an eyebrow.

Shoving the spoon into the ice cream, she scoops some up. She raises it and instead of eating it herself, she feeds it to him. "Yes, I was." She smirks. "I guess we'll just have to share."