She pulled out a jar of the sought-after, distraction marmalade and set it on the counter. There was maybe two teaspoonfuls of the stuff left in there, if even that. She pursed her lips and dove back into the fridge, this time coming out with a jar of raspberry preserves.

"This is difficult," Roxie said after a long moment. She set the jar down and turned in Vincent's general direction. "I mean. I've never actually had to have this conversation before, but I don't think it could be more difficult if it were anyone but you."