Elizabeth wasn't really sure how to react to being offered a gift. Was there a price attached? Did he expect something in return? She smiled a little and took it from him, clutching it to her chest. "It's so cute. Thank you Jay." She was trying to be quiet. She didn't want to wake her foster father up. She had a couple hours of peace maybe before he woke up. She hoped he would at least be nice to Jay. And that Jay never witnesses the abuse she suffers.<br/><br/>"I'm right next door if you need me." She pointed to a door at the other end of the hall. "The bathroom is right there." She pointed back towards the kitchen. "You already saw the kitchen, but it's right there. Um..." She paused. "Don't get any snacks. Jerry... my foster father... he's really... sensitive to that. He gets angry easily."