She was still flushing scarlet but shook her head. "No, I- made a fool of myself and- well- I can make muffins or something." Her hand reached back to tuck back a strand of hair as her other tugged down on the white camisole, leg curling around to scratch at the back of her opposing one.
Still the laughter was soothing and when Tara returned with a robe she gladly slipped it on, tying it around her waist. "Thank you." She was appreciative of it and spoke quietly before turning back to the mirror as Tara left the room, nose scrunching at her hair. There was little she could do and so quickly parted it in half wrapped it around itself until it was in a bun that she tied off and walked back into the bedroom.
Her eyes darted around meaning to find- something, only to see Tara pop back in again and unconsciously she smiled at the other woman's face. "Over medium, but I'm not picky. Let me come out and help, really."