That's... Good. Nice of you to say. [she is a very graceful lady]

[The kitchen has mostly reverted back to an acceptable state of cleanliness and anything leftover can be dealt with magically. Amelia lingers around the sink drying her hands with a dish towel.]

Thanks for cleaning up. I'll take it from here and we'll be ready for the lake tomorrow.

... I think you'll like it. [She looks at him again and there's an actual smile, small and faint as it is.]

Not everyday you get to see a blue moon.