Dinner
Sookie looked at everyone around the table. She didn't know if she could mediate this since everyone was having trouble understanding each other. It was like swimming through molasses sometimes, the pace that they made up. She was frustrated and had been texting Hannibal under the table, to give her something to look forward to if this went to shit.
She sipped her wine and decided to eat some chicken and collard greens first, making sure everyone else was served before her - Gran always said the host comes last and while she wasn't exactly head of the family, she was ...something.
"Since we're all here.... anyone want to start us off?" she asked, looking around.