The meal on the table is almost as big as the one he had shared with Star and Erik. Guunnar watches in fascination as his latest lover packs the food away. She looks up and suddenly stops eating.
"Vas is wrong Lass?"
She swallows the last bit, blushing. "I am making a pig of myself."
Guunnar's laugh is loud and strong. He shakes his head at her as she pushes her plate away.
"Nonono... Eat... Gut appetite means lots of energy." He winks at her and she laughs. "And, mein sveet, you are a polar bear." He strokes his mustache thoughtfully. "I bet you look ravishing in white fur."
She laughs again and pulls her plate close, picking up a roll. "I bet you'd ravish the fur right off of me, Viking."
Guunnar grins, reaching across the table to cup her chin. "I tink it would be the pleasure for both of us, ja?"
She laughs, trying to remember if there is a long white fur in the Drama Department's wardrobe.
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