[ Similarly, Bones' answer sidelines Jim. I know he's a grown man, that has nothing to do with it. The look he gives him is quizzical at best and he slides over to the fridge to start poking through for vegetables. ]

He can be fine and we can still eat together, I'm sure he'll tell me to get lost if he wants to slope around on his own.

[ Angela's free to take notice of a relatively healthy fridge. It comes of Starfleet training, the kind that means you have to stay in shape to run all over your ship when psychopaths attack. Standard, really. ]