Joe and I was making a pie for In The Pan in honour of his time on Waitress.
"What do you reckon, guys? Hands up if you agree Joe has earned a rest." I put up my hand.
"No... don't start that again," he said, kissing my shoulder affectionately.
"Hey, why don't we do that flour blowing thing?"
"I was waiting for that." We did that, but I blew it in his face. The look on his face...
"You're going to regret that." He chased me around the kitchen with the entire bag of flour. Then dumped it on me.
