[His grin cracks a little wider, because it looks a little odd on her, though the expression's as familiar as his own reflection. Well, moreso, since he hasn't had one all that long.]
Saving's too much. I just want to leave it the way I found it. [A little closer, and half-stretched across the countertop he's actually looking slightly up at her.] I'll try not to keep you up baking too late.
[don't call my name don't call my name]
Saving's too much. I just want to leave it the way I found it. [A little closer, and half-stretched across the countertop he's actually looking slightly up at her.] I'll try not to keep you up baking too late.