We're on vacation! Dude, literally the entire point of being on vacation is not working! Eating other people's food. That's why we're here. [ he pauses for a beat, tilts his head. ] Maybe we can break into a hotel kitchen.

[ shh derek's food is the best. pulling the camera down, he only pulls out of his arms when he hears the elevator ding, and the look he casts down at his smile is undeniably soft and romantic, and he flicks his thumb absently over it as he posts it to his instagram account, then jerks his head back up in typical stiles fashion. ] C'mon, dude, if we miss all the French food, I'm gonna be mad and hungry, and that's a shitty combination. I wanna eat a snail.