Charlie pondered his counteroffer. When Morgan had originally proposed this crazy scheme, it was clear that the goal was just Royce coming by, both for the purposes of gleaning information from the guy as well as dropping a bit of shameless flirting on his plate next to the spaghetti. So, his younger sister joining them on what can now no longer really be a "date" was a bit of a determent on that front. But, on the other hand, the sister might be a better, slightly less guarded avenue of information-gleaning prospects! And this being completely outside of the fact that Charlie had been curious about the girl Royce spoke of so often long before she ever really became interested in her older brother.
What could have been a bit of a date-damager has actually, in fact, successfully killed two birds with one stone!
She felt the nudge on her shoulder, and nudged him back with a teasing smirk. "What's this? The fallen god isn't perfect at domestic things like cooking? And here I was thinking you're skill at poop scraping meant you were perfect at everything."
"Fine, then, we've got a deal. You bring the dessert, the sister, and the hole-patching implements, and in return, I'll feed you both. Sound fair? Would six be too late for you two?"