"Hallmark?" Ollie said, as if he was actually considering it. Then he said, "Nah. Why would we go for any of that commercialized, over-the-top BS when you could assault me with a spoon, criticize my cooking, and involve your four-year-old in your scheme to spend the evening ragging on me because I make it so easy..."
There was an implied sense that is what love was. At least for him. Them.