Perhaps she<i>was</i>being a little mean to the poor tigress, but it was all in good fun, no one was getting hurt. She knew Jasper had some sort of feelings for her and Pearl wanted to know if they were just physical, or something a little more. Still, there was a little guilt on her face when the woman started choking on her breakfast because her shock was just that pure and genuine. Pearl happily gave her more space and allowed her to finish her breakfast in silence as she also enjoyed hers. As per tradition, she'd given the larger woman a hefty stack of pancakes while she picked and nibbled at her single waffle. It would take a while to get used to the sheer intake of food Jasper and Mala consumed on a daily basis. Even the meal planning that first week Pearl had tried it went awry because she hadn't planned on them both eating so much. Sure, she portioned it out properly for Jasper to eat a lot, but even she exceeded Pearl's calculations and Mala was just a complete underdog in it all, she'd been caught unawares. But now that she'd lived with them for the last month and was able to observe their habits more closely, her meal planning had been more on point lately. Something that made Pearl feel quite accomplished since that was her whole part of the deal for moving in and she could tell Mala and Jasper were better off with the home cooked meals she made for them.<br/><br/>When Jasper cleared of her plate and decided to start cleaning the house rather than run immediately back to her room like Pearl had thought, she decided the woman was still open to talk. Any guilt Pearl felt about it was thrown out the window when she remembered they had a similar heart to heart after Jasper had met her ex, Shay.<br/><br/>Slowly, as not to spook her prey, Pearl slid into the living room and slowly closed the gap between her and Jasper as the younger woman seemed preoccupied while looking at the stool she sat in that night. Was she thinking about what had happened? This was the corner it went down in, after all. Even Pearl found herself recollecting and a blush formed on the older woman's cheeks. "Jasper..." she whispered softly and reached out to graze the woman's arm with her fingertips, likely getting a rise out of the woman. It wasn't intentional, though, as Pearl was just struck with the heavy need to know what Jasper's exact thoughts on last night was. It was fun and all to tease her and make light of the situation, but if Jasper wasn't interested in her, she didn't want to make the memory something awkward by pressing on about it. There was a weird mixture of conviction and vulnerability in Pearl's expression when Jasper finally looked down at her. "I'd like to talk about last night, if that'd be OK?" She gave a sad smile, trying to resign herself to the thought that Jasper would reject her so the reality of it happening could make a softer blow.