( Armed with a suspicious parcel under one arm, here comes Vash the Stampede to Aodh's door. It's been a while since he saw his extra tall buddy, and every so often he feels the need to not tower over the rest of the populace himself. So, of course he's going to abuse his acquaintance's height. When the other man opens the door, Vash is all bright smiles and winning charm, glasses flashing orange in the low light. )

Hi.

( Hefting his wax-paper covered gift now into two hands. ) I bought you something. It's just a sandwich. But you said you liked meat and this is uh, something festive? It's got three whole kinds. And when I saw it I was like, you know who'd like this? I don't even think it's lab grown!

( It cost enough. It better be real. )