Molly adored Penelope. She was such a pleasant girl, and so lovely and perfect for her Percy. And if the poor dear would ever take a break from his work, perhaps he would see that. As it was, though, all Molly could do was fuss over him as best she could and try desperately to get him to visit her once in a while. It was proving to be difficult, with how much work he was doing. And all of the time, too. Completely ridiculous, the amount of time her son was spending in the office. Molly had half a mind to march down there herself and tell Kingsley exactly what she thought about him working Percy into the ground as he was.
But that was another matter for another day. Penny was coming for tea, and the biscuits were just coming out of the oven. Perfect timing, if she did say so herself. And she did. Molly hummed quietly, transfering the biscuits onto a cooling rack so they would be edible by the time Penny arrived. Perfect!