Following a prolonged silence, a figure appeared at the bedroom door.

Marcus, having just concluded his shower, nonchalantly donned a white bathrobe. Leaning against the door, he observed her and remarked, “The ice cream is on the verge of melting.”

Snapping back to reality, she whispered, "I'll head to the kitchen to indulge."

“Sit in the dining room. After savoring your treat, you can resume cooking."

Thankfully, once he concluded his instructions, he retreated to the main bedroom. Subsequently, the muffled sounds of music and dialogue emanated from within, indicating his choice of movie.