Turning on the lights in her classroom, Celeste smiled warmly at her regalia, gesturing for the kindly old gentleman to have a seat. "I'll just put the kettle on to boil," she said to her regalia. He had not actually told her his name yet, insisting that she win the right to know his true name, and so, until that time, she could just refer to him as "Mr. Parsons".
Busying herself then in the classroom kitchen, humming quietly to herself as she started to pull down stuff to make tea for them. She heard Mr. Parsons clear his throat, "Perhaps, my dear Celeste, Miss Forestier, ..." he said smiling kindly, "I would suggest pulling out another tea service - just in case..." he stated enigmatically as he watched his partner from his seat, knowing that her opponent was on the way.
@Max!!
Busying herself then in the classroom kitchen, humming quietly to herself as she started to pull down stuff to make tea for them. She heard Mr. Parsons clear his throat, "Perhaps, my dear Celeste, Miss Forestier, ..." he said smiling kindly, "I would suggest pulling out another tea service - just in case..." he stated enigmatically as he watched his partner from his seat, knowing that her opponent was on the way.
@Max!!