"You are terrible," Watson said, laughing. "Am I to do all the work, then? I'm beginning to think you only married me for my cooking."

He hesitated briefly before reassuring himself he'd done everything properly, and flipped the switch on the coffee maker. Leaving that to brew, he turned to the cupboards in search of a pot to boil eggs in.

"If I do put you in charge of lunch, what will you make for us?"