"I'm trying to be romantic!" Mindy yells, like it's the most obvious thing, and with Danny's support she's able to stop shaking and finally reach the button that silences the alarm with the tip of her umbrella.

"The damn garlic bread!" she explains with a cough, immediately regretting having spoken ill of one of her favorite foods in the whole wide world but persisting anyway. "I think it's defective."

That, or she is.