"We?" Rich raised a quizzing eyebrow. The last thing he wanted to do was hit on a bird with a significant other. After all, she might just being flirty for the fun of it. He could live with that.
He shrugged and pulled out a small case and dug out a business card that he handed to Genie. "Cell and house number as well as owl and work contacts. Never know when I'll be gone for a few days so it's best to get in touch with me first. Then you can just bring over each batch as you finish it and set things up properly."
"A girl after my own heart. Anything more than medium is too well done. And no boiled, overcooked sides, either."