Grandpa looked up from the kitchen, hearing a set of steps approaching from the hallway. "Oh, Shawn. Please take a seat. Any seat will do. Would you like something to drink? We have milk, water, apple juice, coffee and tea." He asked, turning his back to set the kettle on the hot element to boil for his nightly cup of tea.<br/>Jess walked quietly into the dinning room from the kitchen door, carrying the hot pan of mac and cheese. She smiled as she set the pan down on a pot holder. "I hope you like mac and cheese, we weren't sure what to make, so I settled on mac and cheese. Normally we do tater tot casserole. But it's a really heavy meal for this late." She realized she wasn't saying anything of importance so she closed her mouth with a slight click of her teeth.<br/>"Oh, Jess, I'm sure he'll enjoy it. I've never seen a growing boy turn down food." Grandpa said, gently taking her elbow and leading her to an empty chair. "Your usual drink tonight, ma'am?" He asked formally, earning a giggle from the small girl.<br/>"Please, sir. I would much appreciate my regular drink." She replied, sticking her tongue out playfully. Grandpa smiled and ruffled her hair, walking into the kitchen to retrieve the drinks. He dropped a mint teabag into a mug, poured a large glass of milk, and grabbed a clean glass as well as all the things they had to drink for Shawn to take his own measure of liquids.<br/>Jess dished out the mac and cheese, holding her hand out for Shawn's plate. She stopped, a troubled look crossing her face. "Unless you want to serve yourself, that is." She said, placing the serving spoon on the side of the dish.