Erora continued to lightly kick her feet, her eyes following him around the kitchen, her cheeks heating up slightly before she quickly shook it off. Her gaze shifting away from him now.
"Hmmm... alright."
Erora Larix {Parody}
You'll find out, my dear.
[Elijah smiled as he moved around his kitchen, an apron covering his immaculate outfit. He'd removed his suit coat and had rolled up his shirt sleeves.]
Count Dracula (PARODY)
She kicked her feet lightly, sitting up on the counter while watching him.
"It smells really good, but I still don't know what you're making."
