Emma had totally called in sick to class and work for this. Why wouldn't she? Plus? She'd brought actual New York Deep Dish. Lots of it. Ten pizzas, actually.

She knew how much a biotic, a werewolf, a growing mutant, and the other disreputable denizens of their building (and assorted groupies) could eat. Emma wasn't going to let Kaidan leave hungry.

"Hullo, darlings, I'm home!" she yelled, kicking at the door with her foot to be let in. Sure, she still had her keys, but her arms were full. "And Auntie Emma brought more food!"