Darcy looked up with a grin. "Well, you are a babe," she said. "And being bought dinner by babely people is one of my favorite things, so maybe someday. As for now, I'll do you the same service. What should I get to eat with my ribs? Is any one thing better than the other in this joint?" Darcy rubbed her tummy with the hand that wasn't currently caught up in hanging on Alex. "I want a million ribs, I swear to God."

She was fully invested in the idea of dinner now in the way that one promptly decided they were thirsty when being offered something to drink. How had she ever thought she could skip dinner?