"How was your day," she asked as she went to the kitchen counter to get the biscuit tin. It was all very British. She liked spending time with him.
She went to the living room and sat in her chair. She put the tin on the table, opening it, she took a cookie and began to nibble on it.
"I'm going to miss this, when I'm out-of-the house. I know you won't be far away but it just won't be the same." Her face got reflective as she pondered her thought. "These are really good, I think they are my new favorites."