Susan accepted the proffered glass of red wine gratefully, and took a moment to admire the quality before taking an unladylike sip and putting it down. Not for the first time, Susan noticed the fact that Lucy did a lot of things with her hands, and added it to growing suspicions filed away in the labyrinth that was her brain.
"Well in that case I'm more than happy to oblige," she agreed. "Plus of course I'd let you have a boy over, particularly Bryn. Plus, using the kitchen is fine." She paused and took another long sip of her drink. "If you want me to keep a low profile I can go and hang out with my brother on that night? He's well past being due a hangout session with his sister. Plus that way I won't be around if you decide to screw on the dining table."