"I would be interested in trying it," Derek tells her, and not just because it would make the teenage nerd trapped somewhere deep inside of him totally lose his shit. "With my metabolism, I need to eat pretty much constantly. That might help."

He gets a very brief mental image of Tauriel in yoga pants, which are, in Derek's humble opinion one of the greatest inventions of mankind, and then shakes it away with a laugh. "I've heard of them, yes. How does electricity and indoor plumbing rank against those?"