[center][h1][color=f7976a]Alfonse[/color][/h1][/center]


[color=f7976a]“And good morning to you as well, Mr. Desmond.”[/color] Alfonse responded as he laid out silver platters he brought from London. He laid out the pastries and bagels around a small pile of jams, creamed cheese, and chocolate spread. He place two of them, a chocolate twist and a strawberry topped danish on small plates separate from the rest. [color=f7976a]”A stray devil? How disappointing to see kin fall to such depravity. I’ll send Narti out after breakfast as well.”[/color] He adjusted a croissant and turned to Baradiel. 

[color=f7976a]I must admit Mr. Dublois, I discovered at the bakery this morning I am quite ignorant of your breakfast preferences. Besides the obvious of course.”[/color] He nodded at the coffee pot as he check on the tea and started setting up the other tray with milk and sugar cubes. He placed cups, silverware, and small plates along with them. Satisfied with the tea, he pulled out the mesh and dumped the loose leaves in the trash and covered the pot again. [color=f7976a]“Hopefully, you’ll find something agreeable in the others I selected and when you find the time in your schedule, please email me a short list of foods you enjoy excluding your morning battery acid.”[/color]

He gave the trays a quick glance over, decided he was satisfied, and picked them both up with ease, passing quietly past Alice and Desmond while chuckling inwardly at the Knight’s puppy-like devotion. He placed the trays down at a coffee table between two couches facing each other, pouring tea for Alice after placing the twist at her seat and placing the strawberry danish at Desmond's. 

[color=f7976a]“At your leisure, breakfast is served. Although I recommend my liege and Mr. Desmond don't dally as your pastries may cool past your liking.”[/color]