"I should make us breakfast," Ben mumbled self-consciously.

Gretchen sat on a stool by the kitchen island and watched Ben putter around making them breakfast. He cut up some mushrooms and fried them up. Then he shredded some cheese but paused when he dumped it in a bowl. "Do you like mushrooms and... mild cheddar in your omelette? Sorry, I should have asked."

"Yes, I like mushrooms and cheese," she said. She seemed surprised to be asked.

Ben nodded and finished making their breakfast. As he worked on the omelettes he spoke over his shoulder. "Do you have a suitcase? You'll need to pack your clothes and... things you need...