The lack of immediate protests, anger or disgust is wonderful. Not that any of the above would have hurt feelings, heavens no. It's just simpler this way. And promising, if just barely. RJ allows himself to be nudged back, taking this opportunity to pick up his cigarette holder. The opposite hand rests loosely on the crooked elbow of the one holding his smoke. The priest looks smug.

"I do hope you're feeling well after last night. I'll be the first to admit I can get carried away sometimes. Hungry?"

Breakfast will be awkward only if you MAKE it awkward, Van.