[She shoots him a look, bright and amused, then gently closes up the first box and sets it down so she can open the second. And when she does, she bursts into laughter, leaning up on him.]
Bloody hell. You would. [She sounds delighted.] Is this a hint? Should I make you my mum's homemade jam next?
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Bloody hell. You would. [She sounds delighted.] Is this a hint? Should I make you my mum's homemade jam next?