Oh trust me, I need it just as much as you do. It'll happen.

[ It's taking a lot of restraint to find food first and smoke later. Eddie's opening through the higher cupboards, most of which only contain glassware and dishes. Still, it's not all bad. After all, Chrissy's humming to herself and as it turns out he's apparently okay with any song he doesn't like if it's coming from her. Sheesh. He's got it bad for her, huh?

She calls to him and Eddie snaps out of his trance. He's never been so happy to see a can of Spaghettios in his entire life and he's not even stoned yet. ]

Perfect. That's perfect. Here, uh... Lemme see if there's a can opener.

[ Eddie has to open a few drawers before he finally finds one, but then it's easy enough to put about half the can in a bowl for her. The other half he'll just eat out of the can. He finds the cutlery drawer and pulls out a couple of spoons, and voila. Dinner is served. ]

Well... Bon appetit. Maybe someday I can take you on a better dinner date.