Bite Sized Bits of Fic

"Robo. I'm in the boutique. What now?"

"Let's see," said Robo. Papers were shuffling in the background. "We need some new guest towels aaaand a new set of fine china dishes."

"What?!" said Jenkins. "What's wrong with our old one?"

"They got broke after the Earthshaker incident in our apartment, remember?"

"They're not broke, they're just cracked slightly!" said Jenkins irately.

"You can't use cracked china for guests!" Robo said. "It just isn't done."

"Why not?"

Robo sighed. "Look, forget the china, just pick up the towels. I'll run by Pottery Barn later. Love you, bye."

"Love you, too, Robo."