The panic gets a small laugh, not entirely surprised at it by now. And Henry interrupts by kissing him hard, biting him harder- dragging at his lip before finally letting go and leaning back a little.

"Relax- impossible, I know, but it's not that bad. I told him to show up in the evening- uh, at seven. That's plenty of time to make something, I don't think anyone's gonna be picky about what it is either."