Re: Quicklog: Penny and Cris
[She raised an eyebrow at him. But she didn't say anything else for a moment. In fact she just looked at him for a long moment. She opened her mouth to say something about how obvious it was what she wanted to talk about, it was written all over her face, but what came out of her mouth instead was a whole lot of nothing, and she sighed a little and she nodded at him. She reached out and straightened his jacket collar. It didn't do much, but it was more for the gesture of understanding than anything else.] About how you owe me an extra large pizza. This weekend. [And then they would talk, didn't really need to be said. No matter how casually the pizza comment was made. Even as she turned and nodded at him to follow her as she opened the bright red front door to the house.
There were still boxes everywhere. But the important parts were unpacked. Furniture, well used in the past days, blankets everywhere, the ladies had been spending plenty of time goofing around in the living room and the coloring books and pillows stacked around. Carson's guitar was out. There was a pie plate on the dining room table covered in tin foil sitting on top of a stack of DVDs that Teresa had brought with her. Penny did not apologize for the mess. Anyone else she might have. She didn't even try in this instance.] Sweet potato, we made it for you last night. A tiny person insisted on food coloring the crust, I got no idea what that mighta done to my mama's sweet potato pie recipe, but it looks real pretty.