Steve stares at the reply, debating. It's true, the sky's getting cloudy, and it just smells like rain is coming. But is that a legitimate reason, or is she saying it to get out of it because he made the offer?

Pressing his lips together, Steve starts to type.

You could come to my place to eat. Just some pasta Im making and garlic bread. Or I can deliver. :)

He stares at the message, then adds one more line.

I cook enough for an army, you'd be doing me a favor eating some of it.

He knows all about how to guilt someone into doing something. It may not work, but at least now he's taken away her chance to say 'oh I don't want to put you out.'