When Lucia peaked at the bill, she was alarmed and she wasn't even the one paying it. Her guilt lasted only until they left the restaurant. Rowan was the one who chose their dining location, after all. He knew that she didn't mind cheap diner food, too.

Just as Rowan said, Lucia made herself at home like she always did. Rifling through his fridge, she made herself a Rum and Coke before settling down in a comfortable position next to Rowan on the couch he held too much pride in.

"So," she said. "You wanted to talk about something?"