Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly had woken up very, very hungry.  And she didn't want to wake up Mommy.  That would be bad. 

So instead she was very, very sneaky - she was going to be a spy after all and Daddy said she could be pretty too! - and crept out of the room until she found one of the big rooms with food in there.   She was awfully disappointed not to see Bridge making 'paghetti this time or Auntie Parkie with food though.

But there was food in the cupboards.  She knew it.  And that was why there was a weetiny blond girl carefully scaling the counter to get to the top cupboards where she just knew the good food was kept.


[OOC: Open, of course!]

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[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim was apparently the designator Hot Chocolate Maker of the day. He sighed. "Okay, Elliot. I can make you hot chocolate. Uh . . . who's 'us'?"

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot looked sheepish. "Me first?" she said. "And thankyouverymuch Mr. Jim."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome, Elliot," he replied, resisting the urge to tack on 'very much' and finding being called 'Mr. Jim' absolutely adorable. "Want to watch me make it?"

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh," Elliot said. "You hafta get the milk really hot first."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"I know, I know." He nodded at the counter. "Want up?"

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot hesitated, then nodded and held up her arms. "Lift me?"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim crouched and picked her up carefully, setting her as non-precariously as he could on the counter as a safe distance from dangerous things.

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot wriggled a little, getting comfortable. "Can I help?"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Warming up milk, mixing powder in . . . "Uh, don't think so. You can stir it in a second, okay?"

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Elliot agreed, watching the milk heat. "When I'm big I'll make hot chocolate all the time."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Oh really? All the time? That's a lot of hot chocolate."

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

"In the summer I'll have ice cream instead," Elliot relented.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"I like ice cream. What kind's your favourite?" He tested the milk with a finger. Almost there.