"Hey," Ronon said, sitting down with his tray and immediately attacking a mound of mashed rooper roots, though Dr. McKay always referred to them as 'Almost Tater Tots'.
"Pleasant evening," Teyla smiled and sipped at her tea, enjoying its spiced flavour.
"So, Sheppard and McKay..." Ronon smirked. "Been playing some game, right?"
"It would appear so," Teyla nodded. "I understand that they have been spending much of their free time together, relaxing in this manner."
"Huh," Ronon grunted, stuffing five gnablum tubers into his mouth at once and grinning through the pale purple pulp. "I thought they were just fucking."