See; Kevin loves to cook. Loves it. So she doesn't have to cook, because he'll cook enough for both of them and half the mansion. Plus, he knows that if he tries vegetarian recipes, as he's done anonymously in the past, she'll at least try them and give decent feedback.

He settles next to her again, letting her use one arm as a pillow. He rolls up on his hip and pushes her bathrobe out of the way, tracing along her side. "Alright." He says, softly, just wanting to hold and touch her. This is the way he wants to spend his evening now that he can.

"You can get some rest, I'll listen for the pizza."