A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.... (flyonby) wrote in light_of_may,
Grinning, Regina set her notebook on the counter. "Well then I guess those are my kind of miracles. Better than nothing, right?" She had never met an angel who worked actual miracles, just helped the worst odds get better. That she was back down here with Clive was a miracle in itself, if you asked her. Regina found herself looking up at him and wanting to just hug him all night long instead of baking or doing whatever else. But that might be too much. Actually, it might even look...desperate.
Sighing, she opened the cabinet he pointed her to, and started taking out what she was going to need. Then, she waited for Clive to dig out the tins, leaning against the counter as she watched him look for them. "Do you need help there?" Not that she could reach it if the cabinet the tins were in was an overhead one, but the intention counted for something, she supposed.