"Of what?" Babs asked dryly, coming up from behind. "How best to give yourself diabetes in one fell swoop?" She smiled at Charlie despite the fact and moved further into the kitchen. How Charlie had gotten her hands on that much sugar already when she'd been here for less than twenty-four hours. She shouldn't have really been surprised, because this was Charlie's way. It was still impressive.
She'd made her way over to the cabinet where the bowls were kept and pulled down two. "How're you doing?" she asked the younger girl. "And why are you eating pie in your cape?"