It'd probably be the nice thing to do to share, though Reid is touched that Peter would think to bring something. None of the food on the table had been cooked at home, Reid had ordered everything from a restaurant nearby, so to hear that Peter had gone out of his way to make a dish that clearly has sentimental value attached to it sends a burst of warmth through him.

"That's very kind of you, thank you," Reid says, smiling meaningfully before glancing at Luke. "I didn't really know how this would turn out, it's the first time I've been a part of planning a Thanksgiving get-together." Shifting his gaze back to Peter, he lets out a sheepish laugh. "I'm used to take-out from whatever's open during the holidays. I think things are going nicely, though, right?"

No fights have broken out, anyway, and nobody's had enough of the wine that they've become belligerently drunk, which may or may not have been a minor concern of his before he'd put it out for consumption. He hasn't gotten called in for a case, either, which has him grateful more for selfish reasons more than anything else.