family reunion day 2; dated to 9:00 AM

[estival]

[Breakfast with the family is a great way to start out the morning, right? But with a reunion this big, tables outside is the only way it's really going to work. Resort workers are standing over tables spread out with heated trays of scrambled eggs, sausages, bacon, French toast, and biscuits and gravy. There are more tables with plates arranged with sliced pieces of fruit. There's another long table devoted entirely to different kinds of cereal, with gallons and gallons of milk to pour over it. And of course there are dozens of round tables set up where people can actually sit and eat with each other before really starting out their day -

There's also the grassy lawn facing the lake where those who would rather can take their plates and sit in a slightly more informal setting.

This is a chance to hang out with some of the family that isn't so closely related to you! Enjoy that.]

Comments

[workaphilic]

[He doesn't say anything else. He steps in line with her, takes a plate of eggs (with cheese!) from one of the workers, and passes it over to her.]

Is that all?

[He doesn't seem to be getting anything for himself. John had him nibble some already.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She stares at her eggs blankly, and then looks up at him eyes trying to force the right smile into place.]

Thank you very much. Please don't step in shadows.

[Oh damn, that came out. Crap. He was supposed to be forgetting her odd behavior.]

[workaphilic]

[It's faint, barely there, but a ghost of a smile passes over his face.]

Can't promise. I'll go where I need to go, shadows or not.

[fishy_go_byebye]

...Watch out for little legs?

[That's not too much to ask, is it?]

[workaphilic]

I'll step over them if I see them.

[It's not a no, but not really a yes either.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She can't really ask for more, so she gives a worn smile and picks wanly at her eggs.

It was kind of him to get them for her.]