"Understandable." Picking up another sandwich, she licked a bit of
dropped mustard off her thumb. "I wonder if Jonathon has any chocolate
around here. If we're going to go all out in the food department, we might
as well do it right." Opening her can of soda, she frowned as another drop
of mustard landed on her shirt. "Next time, remind me that the food goes in
my mouth, not on my clothes..."
"Depends on the kind ye want." Philip nodded at the pantry "Baking Solid is
in there, Hersheys bar and syrup are in the fridge. An' then," he leaned
forward and mock whispered "There's white chocolate in the butter dish but
ye didn't hear that from me."
He straightened and took a gulp of cola, sighing in satisfaction "Forgive me
Father for I have sinned.. I lust after th' taste of cola."
