"It's Lilith please," she said when it seemed that neither Chrystabel nor the other girl had noticed the tone in her voice.<br/>She then sat down at one of the empty seats around the table and looked at the breakfast spread Aunt Peggy had put out, bacon, pancakes, eggs, both scrambled and over easy. She grabbed a piece of bread and stuck it in the toaster before plating up a couple of pieces of bacon some scrambled eggs and on top of the bacon an over easy egg.<br/>"According to my birth certificate I was born in Queens," she then answered the other witch's question.<br/>"Never really knew my mum though," she added, and cut through the over easy egg and through a piece of bacon which she then put in her mouth, chewed and swallowed.<br/>She made no mention of the journal she had received on her twelfth birthday<br/>"I grew up at Ms Patel's orphanage for girls in Brooklyn"<br/>Having said that just as Fion sat down opposite her and drew in her attention Lilith listened and nodded. She had nowhere else to go. Back in New York she was probably wanted for questioning in connection with the fire in the garden shed of Ms Patel's home for orphaned girls, and here she'd be able to find out more about her heritage and learn how to better control her powers and explore their full potential, and hopefully also how to avoid headaches when she pushed them to the limit.<br/>"I'd love to stay," she said and smiled at Fion who then left and when she looked up she realised that Peggy was gone as well.<br/>Perhaps the two older women were off to have a meeting about her, to coordinate their questions for after breakfast.