As the two worked in the kitchen they made idle chat between discussing the meal. Questions about who Freya was and why she was here instead of another friend were the general questions that she was attempting to lead into through many different avenues. After a few minutes, James realized he had left Freya out in the living room with someone she didn’t know and no way to relax. “Pardon me.” James said quickly excusing himself out of the kitchen and into the hallway.

Pulling open the hallway closet door he grabbed a handful of suckers and went back to the living room after kicking the door shut. “Here,” He said with a smile placing the large handful of suckers down on the coffee table. “We can’t have anyone starving before the meal. Maybe see if you ladies can guess what kind of flavors these are.” With that he shot Freya a tiny wink before disappearing back into the kitchen.

“My apologies, where are we now?” He said to Rebecca as he came up beside her in the kitchen. Her actions were... odd to say the least, she kept trying to take the pans from him or the spoons he would be using for scooping things. And when he’d let go so she could take it, she wouldn’t. Man… girls were weird.

“Alright.” James called out from the kitchen. “Please come into the kitchen ladies, we’re ready.” With that he and a disgruntled Rebecca set the table in an elegant fashion (much like Freya was used to). James pulled out Freya’s chair and soon the appetizers were set in front of the girls and the two creators stood back to observe their responses.