"You must hate it when you have to cook then." Mia laughed as she pictured Matty in a huge kitchen with everything at his fingertips and all he could manage to make was a sandwich. "I'm not very good at cooking either. I seem to take after my mother in that regard." She figured it was because they were both dreamers and their minds tended to wander off when they had to do menial tasks.

She shrugged her shoulders, "Eh I figure I'll just marry some rich dude and then I won't have to worry about all that." She tipped him a wink to let him know that she was joking. Mia had no intentions of getting married for a very long time.