"Well, then, what would I have to do to gain your blessing?" Morgan asked Hunter.

"I can't willingly give you away," Hunter protested.

"You know, you are really beginning to vex me," Morgan replied.

"You don't frighten me," Hunter replied quietly.

"Oh, don't I?" Morgan asked, sensing a challenge.

"If any part of you is Morgan, then I am not afraid," Hunter replied firmly.

"You should be," she replied, smirking. "But I guess you're not even that intelligent."

"Morgan." Bree interrupted. "Seeing as you aren't getting married just now, don't you think you should eat something?"

Morgan looked away from Hunter, blinking in surprise, "Yes, I am quite hungry."

Hunter smiled a bit at Bree, indicating his relief at her intervention, as Morgan wandered towards the kitchen.

Distracted by food, the talk became peaceful and light.