OOC: Pants! Well, when you gotta go, you gotta go. I hope things turn out okay for you and your relatives.<br/><br/>"Sounds like a plan."<br/><br/>The tea and toast arrived, with a full tray of butter, and jam and marmite and honey and the rest. Ptricia squeezed lemon into the cup, then added the brewed tea, and soem water to cool it. She took a long sip. "Ahhh! Nectar!"