‘So what do you think they want for, like, a housewarming?’ ‘Don’t they have regulation temp control?’ ‘Jeez, Dallas.’ With a giggle, Mavis popped something else in her mouth. ‘Housewarming. You know, where people move into a new place and you get them a gift.’ ‘Hold on. You have to give them a gift for moving?’ ‘Uh-huh. Plus they’re shacking, so it should be a couple thing.’ She ate another canape, fed one to Leonardo. ‘Why does there have to be a gift for every damn thing?’ Eve complained. ‘Retail conspiracy.’ Roarke patted her knee. ‘I bet it is,’ Eve said darkly. ‘I just bet it is.’
