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Elliot smirked at Gavin's reaction to his statement. "Yeah, I'll make sure I have two." He smiled and turned to Grace. "I promise I won't burn the food," he told her. He then looked back at Gavin and gave him a nod. "See ya." Elliot watched his best friend walk away before releasing Grace to do her shopping. He walked behind her, still taking his time browsing the shelves. When Grace spoke to him, Elliot smiled. "You're welcome," he told her, closing his eyes as she kissed him on the cheek. "I was thinking about grabbing a snack... and possibly an umbrella." He stuck his tongue out at Grace before wandering off to grab a bag of Doritos and a cheap umbrella. "Happy?" he asked when he met up with Grace again.

Elliot smirked at Grace's comment. "In your house maybe, but I'm the king of burnt food back home." He walked away to get his snack and umbrella and quickly returned. "Well, I'm glad," he said. He set his stuff down behind Grace's things, but the cashier rang up their things together and Grace paid for everything. "I'll pay you back," Elliot said, kissing her on the cheek before picking up the bags. He followed her outside and smirked again. "Yes ma'am," he said, digging through the bags to find the umbrella. He unwrapped it and opened it away from Grace. Holding it above her, Elliot walked over to his car and opened her door first. After she got in, he put the groceries in the backseat before sliding into the driver's seat. "Aaand we're off." Elliot started up the car and turned on the heat. Pulling out of the parking lot, he took Grace's hand and drove back to her house.

Elliot glanced at Grace every one and a while to make sure she was alright. She was unusually quiet, but he could tell that she was just thinking, so he let her be. When they reached her house, Elliot reached for the umbrella, but Grace just got out. He looked out the window and realized that the rain was not that hard anymore so he just left the umbrella in his car. He grabbed the rest of the groceries and followed Grace inside and into the kitchen. "I'm sure we can manage," Elliot said, smiling as he emptied the bag. "I mean, we're not that bad... Are we? I'm pretty sure we've managed to whip up some semi-decent dishes in the past." He chuckled and looked over at Grace's dog. "Am I right?"

Elliot watched Ace walk away and chuckled. He then turned to Grace and took a seat on one of the bar stools. "Those were delicious... but I'm fairly certain there are people out there more food-challenged than we are who can screw them up." He smiled and watched Grace move around the kitchen. When she sat down beside him, Elliot looked at her curiously. "What's up?" he asked, taking one of her hands. He listened to her speak, frowning ever-so-slightly when she mentioned Gavin. "Of course," he said, taking her other hand as well. "I wouldn't make you do that alone. I can't even imagine what it must have taken to talk to me about it on your own... And yeah, he did seem a little off... We were, too... Do you think... maybe... he already knows...?"

Elliot smiled and leaned on the counter, happy to hear Grace laugh. He always thought she had a cute laugh, but whenever he told her that she would object. "You're welcome," he said, letting go of one of her hands to run his fingers through her hair. When she pulled away, he took a hold of her hand again. "I... I don't know..." he said softly. "It just seemed as though he knows... something... But... doesn't that take off a little pressure? I mean, if he knows part of what you're going to tell him then it won't come as so much of a shock and we won't have to deal with that much of a dramatic reaction... Maybe..." Elliot smirked and shook his head. "I honestly don't know what I'm saying right now... I just keep opening my mouth and only nonsense comes out..."

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Elliot moved his hands and wrapped his arms around Grace's tiny waist. "If you say so," he said, smiling as he rested his head on her shoulder. When she suggested that she was immune to his nonsense, he could not help but chuckle. "That very well could be true. After all, when am I not acting like a weirdo?" Elliot heard the bubbling as well and was quick to move his head and arms so Grace could rush to the stove. Elliot followed her and looked down into the pot at the noodles. "Sure, I can stay. I just have to tell the girls that they need to fend for themselves tonight. Sam should have the money for pizza and I can always just pay her back." He reached into his pocket for his phone and sent a quick text to his sister.

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Elliot smiled when Grace said his weirdness was why she loved him. Never before had he met a girl that did not get tired of it. Excluding Grace and his sisters, most girls that he knew either said it was getting old or told him he was trying too hard. Elliot just shrugged them off. After all, that was how he naturally was. His dad was the same way and his personality just passed down to Elliot and Jamie. Sam on the other hand... she was a different story. Elliot liked to joke around and tell her that she was adopted because she was so serious all the time. However, their mom was a lawyer so that could be a possible explanation.

"That isn't fair," Elliot said, standing behind Grace and slipping his arms around her waist. "I'm not even doing anything right now." He rested his chin on her shoulder and kissed her on the cheek. "Nah, it's alright. Sam and Jamie can handle themselves..." Elliot's phone went off in his pocket and he pulled it out to read the message from Sam. "See? Sam said they already planned on ordering Chinese and watching Twilight..." Elliot shuddered as he put his phone back. "I will never understand their fascination with that movie..."

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