[She might be faintly pleased if she weren't in the mood to pick a fight; it's an almost chivalrous gesture, born of his concern for her well-being. Of course, she can take care of herself, and today she's desperate to point that out. Well... cursed or not, maybe things aren't so unusual today.]
Planning a big dinner?
[She's leaning against the doorframe, watching him settle his burdens onto the counter.]
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Planning a big dinner?
[She's leaning against the doorframe, watching him settle his burdens onto the counter.]