<div align="center">[color-blue]Kyle[/color]</div><br/>Accepting the hand offered, holding and shaking it gently she blushes and replies, “Thank you, Ms. Do'Urden. You can call me Amanda, or just Mom.”<br/><br/>Kyle interjects, “Mother, I don’t think we are to a point in our relationship for her to be calling you Mom.”<br/><br/>“Don’t mind him Dear, if you want to call me Mom you just go right ahead and do it. That smell is coffee. I put the grounds in the machine added the water and turned it on. I’ll get you a cup. Do you want cream and sugar? Oh well you probably don’t know. I’ll get you a cup and let you add cream and sugar as you wish.” Amanda Flanagin hurries to the cupboard and removes a mug matching the one Kyle is using. She fills the mug with hot black coffee. She then cares the mug in one hand and the sugar bowl in the other to the table. She sets the mug and sugar on the table near Giselle. Then quickly moving to the refrigerator she removes the creamer and carries it to the table as well where she takes a seat herself.<br/><br/>After Giselle sits down Kyle returns to his seat. “You are very welcome. I’m glad you slept well and you are welcome to stay here as long as you need a place to stay. Yes, of course we should be at the meeting tonight. I especially think you should be there as a representative of those from this world. Zelith, Tiagar, and Viviana should probably be there as well.” He takes another drink of his coffee, closing his and savoring the flavor.<br/><br/>“Enough talk about the town meeting. You two just got up. Let me make you some breakfast. Kyle, you want bacon and eggs?”<br/><br/>“Yes, that sounds good.” Kyle stands up and carrying his mug starts to leave. “Thanks mom. I think I should get dressed while you’re fixing that.” Turning to Giselle he says, “If you’ll please excuse me, I will be back down in a few minutes.” He then disappears out through the door and can be heard going up the stairs.<br/><br/>“Well Giselle, what you like? I can do up some pancakes or waffles if you like.” Amanda goes about preparing to start cooking. “So I take it from your attire that you are some kind of soldier. Am I correct?”