In the blink of an eye, Isabel was standing in the room with Sarah, bag of food in hand. She rolled her eyes toward the ceiling.
"As if I really need your permission, Jarvis." She then smiled at Sarah. She was wearing a shirt that she hoped covered her now slightly rounded belly.
"Rachel said that you needed it right away so..." She held out the food. "And I've been instructed to stay and make sure you actually eat it." She bit her lip.