Raising an eyebrow, Allegra shook her head slightly. She knew exactly what Gemma was trying to do, and as long as Lucy's temper and patience held up, she wasn't going to allow it to happen.
"Cerberus is sleeping, darling. Leave him be and we'll have some ice cream, how does that sound?"
It was the work of a few moments for her to dish up ice cream for her daughter, but unfortunately, the work of mere minutes for Lucy to demolish it. All too soon, Lucy was asking if she could leave the table, and Allegra really had no good reason to say no.
"All right," she grumbled. "I'll put her to bed, and then you'll have me all to yourself. I know you're dying to interrogate me."