[He smiles, a touch abashed, more than a little pleased.] It was rusty, [he corrects, but he's not annoyed, not upset. It's nice, to have this back, in some ways.
With the candle lit, he resettles the shamas, looking down at the hanukkiah for a long moment before turning and rubbing his hands together.]
Since you haven't keeled over dead yet, I think I'll have another latke.
spam;
With the candle lit, he resettles the shamas, looking down at the hanukkiah for a long moment before turning and rubbing his hands together.]
Since you haven't keeled over dead yet, I think I'll have another latke.