Alvin huffed out a sigh and nearly rolled his eyes at her. They were in the kitchen because she needed a break and now she was insisting she keep it. He was just trying to do what he could, since he couldn't do any of the manual labor. That was frustrating in and of itself, but now he was trying to navigate this partnership and failing apparently.

"Fine, whenever you're done with it." He scratched the back of his head again and shrugged. It was unlikely he was going to win this argument, he'd had plenty with Sloane in the past, to know when to try and back out gracefully, even if he had good intentions.