"Well, you can't just eat and run," she teases, ruffling his hair again before heading back to the kitchen. She doesn't have a lot of wine on hand, but she does have a bottle of sparkling that she's been meaning to try, so she carefully pops the cork and brings it out to the table, pouring them each a glass before sitting back down.

"That's very funny," she admits, laughing again as she cuts and serves them each a small piece of pie. "I have someone who looks just like me too, apparently. Aside from the hair, of course. Hers is a reasonable length."