☝️ – Tap my muse on the shoulder
Newt had been walking down the street, case in hand when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused, not sure who was there, but he turned to see–
“Carlos?” He asked in disbelief. It had been ages since he’d last seen the man. What were the chances of seeing him again?
Newt
chuckled quietly, and nodded. “I figured you would like it.” He said
quietly. “Do you not have chips in America?” He asked curiously.Carlos shook his head. “No. But my dad will sometimes dice potatoes and cook them in a pan with a little oil. He likes to add a little garlic along with the salt. They’re not as crispy as these are though. These are delightful – and dry enough to eat with your hands.”
Newt smiled, and nodded, beginning to nibble more on his chips. “How could you live without chips there?” He asked jokingly.
Carlos smiled slightly. “Well, My dad’s a pretty good cook, so we manage alright. But I think you already know that.” He winked at Newt teasingly.
“Your dad is an amazing cook.” He agreed happily, nodding. “I’ve been missing that pastry, actually.” He said with a chuckle. “I forgot to get that recipe.”
Carlos nodded. “I’d owl him for you, but it’d take the entirety of my trip,” Carlos said regretfully. “Maybe I can owl it to you later.”
The Perfect Scientist 