She rolled her eyes at that, giving his hair a gentle tug, "Dork. Anyway, I'll make some cookies or something, realize halfway through that I"m out of a crucial ingredient, make Bambi eyes at Cass until he says that he'll go get it, and when he gets back wham-bam there we are macking on the couch, 'cept not me me, really, see what I'm getting at here?"