He'd been busy...polishing off a few more cookies with milk. They were addicting. He discreetly pushed the plate off to the side when she came back, hoping she wouldn't notice how many he'd eaten. "You didn't have to do that," he said, smiling again. God, she had to be the nicest person he'd ever met ever. "You'll have to eat lots of spaghetti, to make up for it."