Finally, Chrissa emerged, carrying with her a small pot of chowder for Mr. Narkissos, and expertly balancing the plate of fruit she arranged for Anuriel and Damien.
"Sorry for the wait! I ended up adding chicken to the chowder as a last-minute decision..." She blushed in her embarrassment, then set everything down on the table for them. She noticed burnt breadcrumbs everywhere and Damien and Anuriel were laughing.
"Oh, um... I'll just, uh...clean that up..." She said, mostly to herself it seemed, then left again to find a broom. Which she did, and then got on the floor to sweep up their mess.