Ragnarök's not on her schedule. Just the icy hole in her heart that runs in the family. Talk about a history of cardiovascular disease. The calls and texts help; they're the only thing that's kept her from coming to check up on him every night.

"Geez, Matt, it's rude to interrupt." But she's smiling at him in that goofy way she does. However much Foggy may think Matt's wrapped around her finger, it's pretty clear, he's got her right in the palm of his hand. She's got it bad, this 'love' thing people are always talking about.

She steps aside to let Foggy pass, glancing briefly at his plate to see what he likes best. "Sorry to disappoint. I'm sure a charming fellow like yourself doesn't want for company." She can hear that thump, which gets Matt a brief look, and yes she knows he can't see it. "Besides, I'll keep you fed until then."