Needy smiled as Cal pulled her with him, not trying to move away or anything, but instead making herself comfortable pretty much nestled against her side in the new position. "Careful," she started, poking him in his side opposite from her with her free hand. "You might end up pulling me into your lap or something." Not that something like that would be all that different from how they usually sat anyway. For some reason they'd been pretty touchy with each other ever since that escape from Al.
"And I'm pretty sure that I'd be kinda terrified to try your cooking if it was anything more complicated than a sandwich. And by that, I mean a sandwich that didn't involve a stove at all."