He smirked, nodding. "Sì, exactly that. That was...improvisation." They hadn't known anything about anything when they'd stormed that building. They'd gone in blind and stormed the place by force instead of carefully picking people off and getting in and back out without raising an alarm.

It wasn't their best work, but it had been effective.

Picking up the basket that was now completely full of deliciousness, Nicky started heading back to the house to start working on the sauce. When he got to the edge of the garden, however, he stopped and half turned back to face her.

"This is forward of me and you can say no, of course. But...I want to at least voice the offer so that you know it is an option. I can braid your hair for you, if you'd like."