"Mmm hmm," Bridge says absently, staring at the chicken in the oven as if willing it to finish cooking faster.

As if on cue, the timer goes off, and Bridge takes it out and pokes it experimentally to see if it's actually done. Apparently satisfied, he places the pan on the empty serving dish in the middle of the table.

"That's everything, I think," he says. "Except! Oh!" And then he's grabbing the bottle of wine from the counter and pouring two glasses. "There."