 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
"You're welcome.'' Rachel smiled still. Haddie didn't need to say anything else; Rachel knew exactly how much the gestures meant to her. "I know you would love these. Tomorrow, we'll have lots of traditional, festive food. You can help us prepare them if you like.'' Goodness knew her and her mommy would need all the help they could get.
"Yes, you're welcome, Haddie,'' Mae echoed. She herself loved hotdogs so Rachel suggesting them for dinner was readily agreed upon, especially when she found out why her daughter had suggested it. The woman smiled widely. "She's like me in personality but looks like her father.'' The hair colour, the eyes...
"Butterbeer delivery for Haddie Denaker,'' Rachel said with a giggle as she brought over a jug of cold Butterbeer. She then went to fetch three glasses to fill them with the beverage. Once that was done, she took a seat next to Haddie and filled her plate with a hotdog and a sandwich. "It does smell heavenly,'' she agreed. "You should give me a list of a few more American food that you like.'' She wouldn't mind making them.
Mae was rather enjoying the aromas too. She inhaled deeply multiple times before digging into the sandwich. She took her time chewing, savouring it all. "This is so tasty,'' she said after swallowing. "Never, Haddie. Rachel's right. You should let her know some more of your favourites. I wouldn't mind sampling a few more American foods. Was it difficult for you to adjust to British foods?" |