Cecilia managed to look highly offended. "I made them, of course," she said. "I'm not going to rope jack into helping me take care of you for a change, that's just wrong. I need all the credit." She grinned again, and remembered Oliver suggesting she do just that once upon a time. What was it with these guys? That did trigger a memory though, of something she probably needed to tell Owen.
"That reminds me," she said. "Oliver knows. I told him that we're..." She gestured vaguely between herself and Owen. "Whatever you want to call it."