"Well, yeah, we'll have to get a few. And probably borrow a table from someone. Or maybe get a cheap one somewhere and just shrink it down for storage? And some extra chairs." And some extra forks...and plates...there was going to be a bit more to planning this than he'd initially thought, but he was determined to see it through now.
He took her hands in his once they'd released the book. "Well, not right now, of course. But maybe someday? If we all make it through this? Mum would love grandchildren, even if we raised them all up to speak nothing but French and only eat escargot." He winked and kissed her knuckles. "And I think you'd make a pretty stellar mum, if you were so inclined."