Eva smiled as Andrew walked into the kitchen and offered his help.  “Sure,” she said as she started to take the ingredients for the salad from the refrigerator, “Why don’t you make the salad, and I’ll work on the chicken and spinach?”<br/><br/>She set the fixings on the cutting board and then found the salad server in the cupboard and set it next to the rest of the stuff.  “Start with the lettuce, tear the leaves until the bowl is a little over half full.  Then chop in the other ingredients.  I’ll get the oil and vinegar when you’re done and then you can toss it.”<br/><br/>Eva worked in silence for a few minutes as she got the chicken ready for the oven, and then spoke up again.  “So,” she asked, smiling, “What do you think of Jean?”<br/>