"Love, I could hardly recite poetry about blueberries while you're expecting it," Liliana said with false reproach. "Where's the fun in that? Though if you are finding my messages lacking, I certainly don't have to leave any more, if you're not getting anything out of it. That would hardly be an efficient use of your time, my darling."

She smiled at his suggestion. "Mmm, have you considered a slice of strawberry rhubarb? That might be fun. Though if you skip the bakery, you would be home sooner..." She made a musing noise. "If you did stop and get pie, who do you think would be best served eating it?