"Hey, I'm slightly domesticated," he said lightly. He knew just as well as her just how 'slightly' that was: he didn't even know he had things in these drawers, much less where the plates were. He was firmly convinced that ordering takeout counted as stimulating the economy.
He grinned as she stole frosting, and at her sentiment. "I am more than willing to have two parties. Even if this one is even more exclusive than the one Friday." Which almost sounded wrong, he realized, but that didn't make it true.
Cutting them both pieces of cake, he handed her a generous slice. "Let's multitask and do presents with cake," he said.