Dagny had located a vase and used her wand to finish filling it with water, adjusting the beautiful flowers. "Couch," she decided, moving the bouquet to the middle of the dining table. There was something about takeout food that she always thought lent itself to a more casual arrangement. Besides, she just wanted to be comfortable today.
She exchanged the glass of water for a kiss on the cheek. "The food smells good." Dagny hadn't eaten much this afternoon, her appetite disappearing, but something about the smell of food or the comfort of Thad's presence meant she was growing hungry quickly.
"I was thinking, our dream home needs a good kitchen. For when we do feel like cooking." She could picture Thad being like his dad one day, hosting family brunch on the weekend.