"Yeah, that's important to have." Jamie watched almost greedily as Tabitha took the lasagna from the microwave and set it before him. He closed his eyes and took a deep, appreciative breath before picking up the fork and taking a bite. The look on his face suggested it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. "Well that seals the deal," he offered between bites. "If every meal tastes this good, I am never leaving."
At the offer of something to drink, he waved a hand. "Nah. I'm good. You gonna have anything? I'd feel less awkward if I wasn't the only one eating."