Magica waved it off. "Far be it for me to disrupt you two. I'll have dinner brought here." After all, her favorite men were getting along. This was good, she didn't want to have to choose between them.

... Not that she ever would. She shook the thought from her head.

As Magica left to fetch their meals, Poe rolled his eyes, opening the book back up again. He wasn't going to try for sex again with his sister interrupting.