When he got Akaya's text, Omi took a moment to stare down the probable all-nighter he'd be pulling to make a deadline for a client and jumped at his chance. It would be worth the rough night ahead to see Akaya while he could.

"Ugh," Omi sounds, and despite himself he's grinning, too. Akaya is doing this on purpose-- he knows he hates the stuff. He doesn't mind this kind of teasing, though.

"That's lucky, then. I know I can count on you to eat every bite of it for me." He could eat it if he really had to, but what's the fun in saying that?

He accents his point with a little accidentally-on-purpose bump of Akaya's shoulder.