Anne had bolted to her feet as well, ready to act as a buffer if necessary, nodding at the question, smiling once everyone had relaxed again, "Sure, sounds like a good plan, actually."
Anne, of course, made popcorn the old fashioned way, in a pot on the stove, shooing Gabriel and Henry to the table to keep them out of the way while she worked, "Enough for everybody, I'm putting cinnamon on, right?"
Henry nodded vigorously, perched on one of the kitchen chairs, "Yesplease Auntie Anne."