As the conversation ranges, the waft of food catches your attention as Meegan comes out through the kitchen door, trailed by Molle. Each carrying a platter twice the size of themselves deftly and placing it on the table.
Fresh baked sourdough rounds from the Highdumple bakery sit, each one as large as a kickball (roughly 6 inches diameter). Their tops cleanly sliced off and within their hollowed out shells steams what must be Meegan's classic Zesty Ginger Stew, including fresh ginger, chick peas, celery, carrots, potatos and scallions. Before the tray comes to a rest Eddie has nabbed one of the breadbowl stews and produced a spoon from somewhere, eating it with a wholesome abandon.
The second platter boasts an array of apples, pears and honeydew melon, alongside three full pitchers of ice cold spiced apple cider.
Molle gives a broad smile to Bubbles, "Hi Bubbles," she says happily, she then proceeds to begin filling five glasses full of cider placing one in front of each person except for Jerran, whom she fully ignores.
Meegan grins to the assembled, "you can be gettin' on with yer chatter, I'm not going to peep a word of it to your parents." She pauses, her large brown eyes giving an amused look to Molle, she then sets an empty glass down in front of Jerran without a word. "And no, I don't be know'n what Mero's got in mind fer the lot o'ya, so dun' be askin' me."
Gesturing for Molle to follow, Meegan disappears back into the kitchen, Molle gives a sheepish grin to Bubbles and follows her mother.