"I like both of those things." Adora smirked as he took her jacket from her, and she walked over to the table, trying to glance over towards his stove, but being stopped as he motioned for her to sit down. "I feel like I'm going to be eating my words about not having faith in your cooking, aren't I?"
Adora chuckled as he almost offered her booze, and she shook her head. "Water's fine, handsome. Also, I have History of the World, Part 1. Not that I'm going to be terribly focused on it, I'm sure."