[Regifortis]

Steve nodded, not knowing how else to respond to the landlord, and noticed that Alderman's sandwich in particular had mayo on it. Oh, no...he ate a lot of mayo in his first pregnancy; he put it with pizza, pasta, even chocolate. He thought he was just having a shitty few months and didn't bother to register how weird that was. But now he saw it and wanted it something fierce...no, no, he had to be good.

Wait...Steve kept eating, trying not to be messy or give in to his craving, but he had to wonder about something now. Did Alderman actually think he was pregnant? That glare that he gave Steve, and the weird hints that were getting dropped. But...no, this guy wouldn't be that stupid, would he? He looked grumpy and unreasonable at times, but Steve didn't get the impression that the guy would actually believe something like that. The fact that it was true had no bearing on this. Why the shit would he think that?!

...Actually, he wouldn't. Steve swallowed his latest bite and said "Thanks for the food!" before having some of the soup. The guy was just joking. Weird fucking joke, sure, but it made more sense than Alderman actually thinking about that. God, that mayo looked good. Why didn't his sandwiches have any? Whatever. Could he...ask for some? Man, he had to try, it was staring him in the face.

"You, uh...wouldn't have any more mayonnaise, would you? These are great as is, but some of the white stuff would be perfect!" He hoped that Alderman wouldn't take that the wrong way...but he really, really hoped that Alderman had some.