Eliot is flabbergasted at Johnny's ignorance, and more than a little affronted at the accusation that this is something that old people do. Truly Sunshine is a goddess, or at least a saint, to take over food prep while he educates this poor neglected creature.
"How have you not had brunch before!" Eliot demands in an hysterical whisper. "This is a thing people do, Johnny, it's brunch, it's an excuse to drink in the morning and eat decadent food, like, where have you been the past ten years?"
He has to take a deep cleansing breath. It's not Johnny's fault, really, and it's clear he feels bad enough about the misunderstanding already.
"Listen," he continues, changing tacks, "it's okay, you didn't ruin anything, and on the awkward scale this is like a drop in the bucket compared to some parties I've been at. she's totally chill," he nods his head in Sunshine's direction. "And muffins! Nothing can go wrong with muffins involved."
Eliot punctuates the reassurance with a brief kiss, reaching around to knead the back of Johnny's neck. "You're welcome to stay after, you know...if you wanted to talk."
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"How have you not had brunch before!" Eliot demands in an hysterical whisper. "This is a thing people do, Johnny, it's brunch, it's an excuse to drink in the morning and eat decadent food, like, where have you been the past ten years?"
He has to take a deep cleansing breath. It's not Johnny's fault, really, and it's clear he feels bad enough about the misunderstanding already.
"Listen," he continues, changing tacks, "it's okay, you didn't ruin anything, and on the awkward scale this is like a drop in the bucket compared to some parties I've been at. she's totally chill," he nods his head in Sunshine's direction. "And muffins! Nothing can go wrong with muffins involved."
Eliot punctuates the reassurance with a brief kiss, reaching around to knead the back of Johnny's neck. "You're welcome to stay after, you know...if you wanted to talk."