"No....we seem to have better luck with the dining in stuff. Maybe next time I can try to make the chicken dish I was going to make for you so we have something different."

He then chuckled, adding, "I should warn you, my Dad taught me how to make that dish and he was no expert cook."

Chuck shook his head, though smiling a bit. "And if Morgan does, Casey will bait him with grape soda until he cracks. Which...knowing Morgan, won't be too long."