"So? You totally get kiss credit for the beef then." Allison giggled, melting into laughter at the look on Bay's face as she shook her head. "Fine, we won't give Scott an aneurysm today. Maybe later."

When they reached the table, Allison eagerly picked up a plate and started fixing herself some tacos, silent for a moment as she warred with herself...then finally glanced at Bay with a sheepish smile.

"Is it...weird if I ask how you guys are? You and Scott, I mean. Are you...good?" It felt slightly awkward to ask, but it was a sincere question. Bay was pack, Scott was...Scott, he was hers and he always would be, and knowing he was happy was vital to her own happiness.

Knowing he and Bay were both happy together...maybe it was equally weird, but it made her even happier.