As Yorda turned away, Urd slanted a mischievous, sultry look Genie's way, promising more of the same once they didn't have an audience...which, in its own way, was as good a sign as any that she was feeling better. With the combination of Yorda's company and Genie's patient attention, she'd been able to stop brooding about Belldandy. She bumped her hip playfully against his before going ahead, following Yorda to...

...to the kitchen. Where the chili was. Urd stopped at the doorway, trepidation on her face. "Um, about dinner, you know you don't have to feed us..."