Melinda picked up the pan and dumped it out, then set it back down to use it again. "Which comes back to meeting someone I'm enough interested in for that to be worth it." She put down the thing she'd pulled out of the fridge, coming and leaning in the doorway of the kitchen so she could face Marek. "I haven't fallen in love with anyone," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm killing time until I do. I just don't see why that worries you so much."