She grins at that, not dismissing him, but gently reminding Baz that she's no slouch in that department either. "I'm pretty sure I count as one all on my own," she says. "At least, that's what the Saverins were counting on when they paid me to house sit."

Oddly playful despite (or because) of the danger, she offers Baz the casserole, which she's been eating right out of the dish with a fork.