A scowl still pulled at Izzy’s lips when Zach pulled away. She eyed him as she returned to the stove, brandishing the spatula between the two of them as if it would shield her from another sweaty hug. 
	She glanced to him as she turned the stove burner on, and sighed. She had already gotten the view of her situation from the younger of the two. There would be little harm in bringing it up with Zach.
	“So,” she began slowly, flicking a spoonful of butter into the skillet. “I’ve already gotten the Love Doctor’s thoughts on this. Thought you might like to put your two cents in.” She paused, bracing herself for his answer and potentially a barrage of teasing. “How do [i]you[/i] tell when you’re in love, or if the feeling’s mutual?”