[He leans forward to kiss her as she sits up.] Quick... quick... Yeah! I got it. [He moves to get off the bed.] Don't you dare go anywhere. [He jokes, knowing she wasn't going anywhere.] Unless it's into my tub. I'll be right back.

[He nearly runs back to the kitchen. She'll hear him banging around out there for a couple minutes before he comes rushing back. Bread that can only be charitably called toast on a plate. He got impatient waiting for them to toast so he may have taken the pieces out a bit early to smother them with jam.] How's this?