“What kind of house am I looking for, Sir?” Davey asked, ill at ease with the idea of picking out a house for Jake. He shook a little bit while he was packing the mixer. He took out the madeleines pans and stuffed them in a box. Marla had left some boxes from Costco. He also carefully packed the ingredients.
“We’re not eating out every night, are we?” Davey wanted to pack more cooking utensils. He knew the Marriott had dishes, silverware, glassware, and pots but he needed his own kitchen things.
“God forbid I cut myself off from your cooking. Pack whatever you need. You have plenty of time, it’s only four-thirty. We’re going to treat Bull and Jamie to dinner after class. I’ll take Bandit with me tonight and bring him to the Marriott.”
“You’ll set up his box, feed him and make sure he has his toys?”