For those of you not familiar with the NYPD parlance: whenever anyone in the NYPD gets a break for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, they call it "meal." The reason why is because it can be any of the above.
Last night, Roc and I had a rare night off together. We went to use a Christmas gift certificate and when we got home he turned to me and asked, "So did you enjoy meal?"
"You mean my dinner?" I gave him a screwy look, and then we laughed.
I think he needs a few more days off!