"No, Lucy, get down," Hannah said, trying to shoo the enthusiastic dog from Justin. She bend down and gave the dog a vigorous rub around the ears. "Aw, sweet baby, you just love Justy! We all love Justy, but we can't hog him, we have scones, yes yes!" she cooed, air kissing around the dog's face and then straightening back up to loop her arm with Justin's, hugging it as she started to lead them (and the dog herd) down the long corridor towards the kitchen.
"They are! I put them in the oven and went back upstairs to pack, but you can already smell them, can't you? I put the tiniest bit of rum in them, just for flavoring," she added, giving him a slightly eager look. "I think that's my favorite thing about baking and cooking and kitchen stuff, the fact that you can make it new and exciting every single time."