"I know."

She shoots him a grin and digs a meat thermometer from a nearby drawer.

"But I want you to take it out."

Once he does so five minutes later, Kate places the steaks on the cutting board to rest an extra five minutes.

(The incredible smell is torture, causing her stomach to growl.)

While she waits for the internal temperature to rise a bit more before cutting the meat into strips, she turns to place a kiss to Bill's shoulder.

"We're celebrating, you know."