"No need to thank me, another home cook meal, I'm in," she told him matter-fact tone as she slid by him. "Also got us some wine for lunch," she called over her shoulder as she headed to his kitchen, "figured it would be a nice treat."
She moved over to the table to put her bag and keys down, than moved over to him to get the wine out of the bag and put it in the fridge. "How was yours morning?"