Chloe giggled at the greeting, bouncing a little on the heels of her shoes after Grace took the take out bag from her to set down on the nearest surface. "French fries and burgers," Grace explained. "Chloe and I were at the diner, and I thought you guys might be hungry. I wasn't sure if Noah was working or not, with Mila being home, but we thought we would stop by anyway."
She was guessing not, because she was pretty sure he would have heard them out here already and come to say hi. Grace glanced around again. "How are things going? Busy night?" It sure didn't look like it, but wasn't unusual. Not much happened here, for which Grace was thankful.