Grace rolls her eyes at him, fond, and turns back to the counter. Sorting through the groceries and putting things away, she makes a mental catalog of what he's brought her. It certainly spares her the time and expense of going shopping, and she knows that he can afford it just this once. She wouldn't expect him to do it again — she wouldn't want him to have to — but when he has a job now and she's still looking, there's no harm in accepting this bit of help. "Well, you've already as good as said it's silly of me to want to go out with you."