"Next time, then," Mary Jane replied brightly as she gave his hand a gentle squeeze, already thinking about what recipe she was going to try for him. She'd always been a little bit klutzy in the kitchen, but there was no reason she couldn't try and make a real effort at it. It all sounded so romantic in her head, too.
The prospect of chicken marsala gave her stomach quite a little jolt, and she nodded. "Sounds great, yeah. And don't worry, I've pretty much been living on macaroni and cheese since I got here. This'll be a nice change."