"Alright." Will took the keys and gave Tuck a wink, then headed over to the parsonage with a bit of bounce in his step.
The kitchen was as Tuck had said, the salad and dressings in the fridge and buns waiting on the counter. Will pulled a skillet out of the cupboard and set it on the stove top. Did he try and do Tuck a favour, and get the meat going already? Will was pretty hungry. After a moment of deliberation, he got the meat out of the fridge and set it on the counter next to the skillet, and looked out the window to see if Tuck was coming before he turned the element on to let the pan heat up.