[Derek's lips spread into a wide smile when he got that 'mmm' out of her that he'd been looking for. He was by no means a culinary chef, but there were a few things he'd picked up from his mom and sisters.] Mmhm. That's what I thought.
[He turns back to stir the gravy once more.] Biscuits are almost done, baby girl. Coffee would be good. You got sugar, right?