Ileana laughed, shaking her head at Cole. "No, I mean you're the only one who lets me, besides Esme. I like it. I mean, cooking for you."
She followed him in to the kitchen, placing the plates down on the counter. Turning to face him, she shrugged a little. "I'm doing all right, for what it's worth. Esme's home from the hospital and she's doing much better now." Esme was talking in full sentences with minimal cryptic lines, plus she actually was eating what Ileana made. She was considering it a step in the right direction.
"So, how've you been doing? I mean, after all the...situations." Ileana wasn't doing such a good job at confronting Cole about the anonymous feedback or the supposed Landlord voice post situation, but she hoped he'd get what she meant to say.