Kris
Jane scuttled, yes, that was the right word, into the laundry with a sack full of children's clothes and tablecloths. Something had the kids on edge, and a full out paint and food fight had ensued, meaning she had a couple of loads to run, and fast. Of course she hadn't been looking forwards, too busy wondering who was behind her, and as soon as she saw someone else in the laundry room she stopped short and almost yelped in surprise. Blushing she looked down, "Oh, er, I, sorry, didn't mean to um, startle you?"