"Work was work." Christian retorted in a mundane tone of voice, as he reached into the cabinet above and to the right of the stove to grab two wine glasses, pouring himself and Serena equal amounts once she uncorked the wine bottle.  Handing her a glass and taking a long sip from his, he savored the tart and sweet flavor before swallowing.  "It actually was kind of quiet, as Friday's usually are.  Was busy for the first few hours, but once I submitted the reports and responded to a few emails in my inbox, wasn't too bad. Hence I was able to leave on time and join you for pizza and wine" he grinned, taking another, smaller sip of wine.  His stomach rumbling, as he looked  at the oven, with a little over 10 more minutes on the timer for the pizza to cook.<br/><br/>"So who'd you run into from Church?" he questioned his wife casually.  It wasn't uncommon for Serena or them as a couple to bump into people from church, Serena helped out in the church in many ways, when she had free time to volunteer, fundraisers, etc.  And boy did she love her coffee.  Christian often joked with her that she loved her coffee (or maybe it was the caffeine) more than she did him.  So it was no surprise to him that she had coffee when she was out and about. However, the fact that she was an hour late, and usually very punctual, on top of being the one who suggested he come home early from work to join her for pizza, rubbed him just the slightest of wrong ways.<em>How could she so easily forget or lose track of time when she was the one who suggested it</em>he thought to himself as the two chatted in the kitchen, waiting for the pizza to finish cooking.