Abby broke off the lettuce, threw it in a bowl then sprinkled on some cheese and croutons, adding in some tomatoes. "I don't know what dressing you want, so it has nothing on it"

Ryker went quickly to the kitchen, his hair still damp and lying in unruly twists and spikes on his head. "Pfft, how do we not know each other's favorite dressing. Okay, on salads I like ranch, but if you add meat in I like French dressing. What about you?" He asked with a small snort, taking the bowl with an inclined head as a thanks then grabbing ranch out of the fridge and dumping a generous amount on.

"I LOVE Olive Garden Italian dressing and nothing else! I can't eat salad without it! It's just such a strong flavor. Mmm" she grabbed the dressing and practically drowned her salad in it, grabbing a fork and stabbing it. "Yum!"

Ryker lifted his eyebrows slightly. "Okay then." He watched as she dumped half the bottle on her salad. "Oookay. Well, I hope it's not TOO strong of a flavor." he joked with a small snort, eating his salad qucikly, like he always did. Unless it was a good big meal, he never wasted time.

She scarfed down the salad in an effort to beat him but failed when he ate his last bite just as hers went in her mouth.

Ryker laughed a little as he stood to wash his dish and Abby hadn't finished yet. "Beat ya." He teased, washing off his plate before walking over to her.

Abby groaned and leaned back in her chair. "Fullll"

Ryker laughed a little as he sat down on the couch, leaning back. "Ahhh. Much better."

Abby scrambled to get to his side- her safe place. She curled up against him, grabbing a blanket from the arm of the couch and pulling it up to her shoulders. "Not comfy. " she muttered as she maneuvered her body to her lap. Her shoulder was against the side of his leg while her head laid on top of them. Her feet, although curled up, pressed against the arm of the couch. "This is good"

Ryker lifted his arm slightly as Abby did her usual squirm and burn routine. He waited until she was finished, amusement plain on his face. "You're something else." He snorted, leaning back with a sigh of contentment and closing his eyes. Naaaap tiiiime.