"I am unseducable. Ancient Asian secret. Making up words is another one but that is a lesson for another day." Patricia merely smiled as she shut the door behind him, motioning him to follow her into the kitchen. Her flat was a combination of boxes and scattered piles. She always meant to unpack properly but never seemed to get around to it. Luckily she mastered Accio early on.
"Wife? I'm supposed to be the wife? You never said that, mister. That changes everything."
Little did Roger know that it was in his best interests to unwrap the chocolate. As good as is was deep-fried Patricia often had a hard time of waiting that long to eat it. This way the chocolate had a fighting chance. "Maybe you'll still want to marry me after you hear about the ice cream I bought to put on top..."