Laughing, Renée couldn't help but nod her head Penny's assessment. None of them needed more work, and yet... it so happened they always seemed to find it. Or at the very least, the work they had never seemed to end. Not that she wanted it to, if only because Renée wouldn't know what to do with herself if she had to stand still. She wasn't made for any life other than this. Okay, maybe that wasn't true. She had been considering... a family. But it was still a terrifying concept. She wanted to believe she was ready, but... well, this wasn't a conversation to be having in her head. John made her feel safe and whole, and if she could do anything, it would be because he was at her side.
Pulling herself out of her own head, she smiled at Penny, nodding in her direction. "Two weeks. You better prepare yourself," She said with a wink. "And with a 'usband like that... I expect plenty of stories in return, Mrs. Weasley." Finishing off her coffee, Renée grabbed both of their plates and put them in the wash him atop the garbage before turning back to her companion. "Ready to return to the madness?"