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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

It took a while, but Helena did finally manage to finish off all of her food. Even with trying to eat carefully, she still had barbeque sauce all over her fingers and mouth despite all the repeated pauses to clean herself up before moving on. As such, she could feel Claudia watching her, and no doubt reveling in the sight, as she ate. But finally she set down the last rib bone and went about wiping her hands and mouth off first with napkins, then with those cunning little clean wipes. Really, Helena thought the clean wipes were more than a bit genius.

Looking at Claudia, Helena arched a brow. "I plant a Tripod in your room and you take me to eat barbeque. There is certainly something to be said there." The waiter came over then, taking Helena's empty plate and she asked for the check. "Yes, I do believe I am going to take the very long way. One must work off that meal."