Whatever went through Eliza's mind Mark wouldn't know, but the woman was worse than a virus, at least in terms of how hard she was to get rid of. Truth be told she had many wonderful qualtities to her, she was beautiful, smart, friendly, and caring. Mark was just not one of those people who felt like talking much these days, or being around people in general. It was rather nice living in his own little world with a population of one, now the population was two, at least for as long as this woman stuck around.<br/><br/>Mark listened as she explained the potatoes and small flair of hope rose up that they may not be as terrible as he had surmised. Of course the debate was still out until he ate them. She spoke about her plans for their day tomorrow. Mark nearlly cringed when she said appointment, that was the last thing he wanted was another damn doctor telling him shit. She was more snoopy then Sherlock Holmes, and that fucker was just a myth. He took the Ginger beer, some pee colored non-alcholic drink and looked at it like it was poison. He popped the cap off by expertly banging the tip across the corner of the counter. The bottle cap flew througj the air, but the rest of the bottle remained in tact. "This had better be good lady, or you will be wearing this shit like slime on Nickolodeon."<br/><br/>He didn't mean it, an idle threat, as he brought the bottle to his lips. The liquid touched and his face scrunched up. It was as aweful as it looked. It took an insane amount of self control to not spit it back out at her. Mark got up from the table and dumped the rest down the sink. Then he got a glass of water and sat down while Eliza finished dinner up.<br/><br/>The food was good, silence was how he ate, though he did raise his glass to her toast and even managed to flash a half-hearted smile at her. Once the food had warmed their bellies it was time to clean up, a newish concept that Mark hadn't put much effort into for several years. He did so, and even gave a genuine smile. "Come on, sunset on the back deck is beautiful, I should know, usually drunk. If it is still raining you get some nice rainbows with it." He held out his hand intent on leading her back to the deck where she had met him earlier, to watch the massive fireball in the sky dip below the horizon.