Owen could see the amusement she was trying so hard to repress shimmering in her eyes and he released an exaggerated huff. "See, now you're just humoring me. But that's okay. I did ask for you to pretend with me. So I appreciate your effort." He grinned then, just so she knew he was kidding.
"Normal," he added with a nod. "Normal is good. And how do you want your steak? I'm the ass who forgot to ask. They're just about medium rare, unless you want it well done."