Bridget was in a much better mood today. It was sunny outside, and Rena had cooked her a good breakfast, and her papa had said she didn't have to do any of her lessons today! She was skipping (quite literally) around the inn when she noticed a familiar face and stopped just behind Abby. "Hello, Miss Abigail," Bridget greeted the woman, cheerfully. "Thank you for the teas you sent me! The sweets were very good, and," she leaned closer for a secretive whisper, "I didn't share any with my papa!"