Casey found himself smiling at the girl.  He didn't have to call.  No, he supposed he wouldn't.  Still, it was best to assume that anything that hadn't been explicitly outlined was on strangers-terms.  It was bad enough that the poor woman had to accept him into her home with as little time as they had to get to know one another.  He was going to be a perfect gentleman if it killed him.  He arched a brow, amused.<br/><br/>Accepting the plate in hand, the young wizard approached the food as well.  He'd been just about to help himself to some of the delicious Thai, when the girl rounded on him again.  "More,"  He said slowly, drawing out the word as he tried to process the particulars Evelyn was dancing around.  His mind tick-tick-ticked.  Either he was being intensely thick-headed at the moment and she was talking about calling off the whole of the wedding, or...<br/><br/>"You mean us."  He said, his other brow rising to join the first in surprise.  "You mean like...  Actual..."  He gestured vaguely, words failing him for a moment.  "I mean-"  He paused, color rising in his cheeks.  "Well, I think you're talented, and beautiful.  And I think that the both of us deserve to be happy within our...  Marriage.  And I think that if you're saying what I think you're saying -and gods above, stop me if I'm sticking my foot in my mouth- I think we ought to give more a chance."  He cleared his throat.  "I think we feel pretty right."