She smiled at him and shrugged her shoulders. "You know I'm not high maintenance. The most expensive thing I want to own is an iPhone. I'm happy with the simple things in life." She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against his back. "You don't have to make me fancy dinners, Stefan. A soup and sandwich will be fine. You work on making the sandwiches and I'll get the soup started for us."
She had no idea he was suffering from cravings. If she had, she'd be concerned. It was her job to worry about him. He was the most important thing in the world to her.