"I certainly hope not." A soft laugh left the woman as she set the bags down on the allotted space. "I like food too much for that." For the most part, Melinda was definitely part of the eating take-away from the box club. Especially when it came to Chinese. Though with Theodore, it was a nice change-- something far more enjoyable than a quick bite on the way home in an empty flat.
"It's not all that bad, really." She remarked with an easy shrug. Though with her hands free of the bags, she did carefully set it against the wall and out of the way for a moment. "It builds character, or muscle, or some other similar rubbish. What had you so irritated?" Without much prompting, she started pulling the boxes from the bags to set them out on the table. It was Italian tonight.