Sally turned to him, her mouth popping open at his comment. It took a moment for her lips to close together again. "So much for your reputation," she muttered.
Feeling flustered she stood up, walking over to container that Justin had brought over. "Were you serious about this being for me?" She asked. Sally was starving and could probably use something to soak up the alcohol. Not to mention she was desperately missing real food. She had been relying on snacks and takeaway since she had moved in.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I miss home." Her kitchenette was pale in comparison to her own kitchen. But it was more than that, so much more.