“Need? No matter what I say, my stomach’s probably gonna growl and give it away. I was so nervous getting ready, I kinda skipped lunch.”

This time, though, he was laughing away the nerves. Ziggy’s happiness would definitely be infectious, but Minoru had plenty of his own now to share in return.

“How about love?” He suggested, picking up the chilled glass. “In all its different forms, however it’s felt, for all the special people in our lives.”