"Better than tiramisu?" He did not understand her love of coffee-icked dessert. Or whatever. But she was indulgent of his cannoli obsession. Maybe because he was very much more obsessed with her and her happiness.

He reached over and plucked up a couple pieces of ham. He popped one in his mouth and offered her the other. There was a distinct feeling they both might need plenty of food before becoming totally distracted from the big schnoz movie.