Yes, Romilda was rather genius, if she did say so herself. She'd cooked more than enough for three, of course, but what she would have made if she were only cooking for Zach probably would have been plenty for the three of them anyway. As it was, there was a definite overabundance of food.
"It wouldn't be a party without you!" she said happily. "Two is a lunch, three is a party. Definitely not a crowd." She started opening containers, revealing a tomato and mozzarella salad, fresh linguine with clams, mushroom risotto, parmesan biscuits, and calzone. There was a jug of pumpkin juice for drinks, and she'd brought an entire pecan pie for dessert as well, in honor of the season. "I always cook enough to feed a small army. I would be disowned if I didn't."