"I'm going to have to get Anthony to cook for me now," Natalie said after taking a sip of her coffee. "I didn't know he had hidden delicious depths."
When Antonio returned, Natalie had removed off her jacket - draping it over the back of her chair so it wouldn't wrinkle - and taken her hair down. She grinned at the emerging food. "Oh Jesus, that smells so good." Then she added quickly, "Oh sorry, the taking the lord's name in vain, old habits." She didn't want to get kicked out of a saint's house for being blasphemous.
She sat down at the table and picked up a fork. "Food, shower, nap - these are everything I want in the world right now."