"No, not at all. Tonight is ours." This was probably the most he'd smiled in years, since he had to spend every waking hour devoted to keeping a mystical balance with dimensions and any number of things going on in their universe. It was nice to have a break from all of that for a change. "Next time, we'll have a real pizza made in Italy. Sicily has several places that come to mind." He busied himself helping her set their food out and putting a slice of the quiche on her plate, arranging bread and setting the butter out. "Other than that topic, does this mean any other is fair game?" he asked as he rolled out his napkin. "Do you believe that it's like Sophie said, that it will be us?"
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