Smiling up at her as Terry entered, Grace admired the lovely woman's outfit. She had just thrown on a pair of cutoff jean shorts and a white t-shirt, so she felt a bit underdressed at the moment. "Good afternoon, Terry! Yes, I slept very well, thank you...I hope you slept well, also." She pushed some of the fruit to the edge of the board so Terry's fingers wouldn't get in the way of her knife. "Help yourself to more fruit, there's plenty there!" Grace gestured to the bowl of fruit that had already been cut up. Tossing the mango in the bowl, she reached for a cantaloupe, quickly slicing it in half and taking the seeds out. "No, no...you just relax, dear. No help necessary, I'm almost done!"<br/><br/>Watching as Jim entered, she smiled and kissed him back, vaguely listening to his conversation with the mechanic. "Ah, I'm glad the car can be fixed, honey! Good news, after all." She nodded to Terry, as Jim seemed to have missed her when he entered the kitchen. "These men are so focused, aren't they? One track minds, I swear. If it's not women, it's cars!" She laughed playfully and nudged Jim with her elbow as he took another piece of fruit. "Isn't that right, honey?"