The coffee cup was sat down at the offering of the bite of pie, and she leaned forward to slip it from the fork with mouth and tongue before settling back, savouring the bite for a long, happy moment. Once she had swallowed, she canted her head to the side.
"Why? What's he saying to you?" she asked. "Rapunzel is... she just keeps telling me I'm being stupid. And here I thought I grew up sheltered." Isobel laughed then, washing the sweetness of the pie away with a sip of coffee.