"That sounds so strange," Svetlana commented, but then again here she was feeding an angel muffins.
"Your poor coworkers! I could send them some muffins too! I made apple and cinnamon and some raspberry ones as well." Now at least he might understand why she had insisted they buy so many random things when he had taken her shopping.
"I'm making dinner as well. It's ziti and it's slow-cooking so it'll be nice and perfect."