"Oh, that's good, I've got plenty," Annie chirped back at her. She was also definitely approaching 'babbling'. "Would you like it with sugar, or with milk...? I think we've got some honey around the back, I could get it--"

"That's mine," George protested, "You're not using more of my things for your insane-- cooking obsession!"

Mitchell rubbed his forehead. "Guys," he tried.