Cassidy had been in the kitchen for the vast majority of the day, cooking and baking for the party tomorrow, and wasn't especially nervous or twitchy all day, though he'd been pretty neurotic for the past couple days. He assumed it was due to just burning it out.
He pulled the last of the brownies out of the oven, cut them and set them up to cool on a rack, and plopped down next to his wife. "You wouldn't believe what Soren did last night."