He started to reply when the timer went off, indicating that the last pizza was done. He found the pot holder, turned off the oven, and pulled the pizza out, dropping it on one burners. "Few weeks? All the activity around this place, you might not have to worry about how to keep yourself occupied." That was the impression he'd picked up anyway.
Eliot leaned over to grab his piece off the plate again. "The kid thing didn't sound so bad, as long as you weren't the one turning into a kid."