"If you want them, you could just ask," Jubilee raised a brow, but passed over the packet anyway. Kicking off her shoes, she pulled her legs up to her chest and started to draw on her knee, making the paper a little crumpled, and the ink seep through at places.
She took the chips without preamble, and crunched quite contently on a couple. Maybe in a few hours she'd want some real food, but right now she was happy with these snacks. "If I could justify hiring a cook for myself, I'd do that right away. But it's so... diva."