Lux stood in her kitchen having a rather intimate (if one-sided) stare down with a large and very deliciously rich chocolate muffin. Her lip pulled under and her teeth set into her lower lip as she fought the internal war. It was silly right? Why debate eating a muffin so fiercely? Especially when no one else would see...<br/><br/><em>Gawd, no! Save it for later. You've had one already, Lux. Where's that iron willpower?</em>There was the voice of reason. The one who kicked her ass everytime she made some bonehead move.<br/><em>But who would know if you indulged? C'mon. We've got the day off from the gym, no appointments. Live a little. It's just a muffin after all, it won't kill you.</em>And there was that sneaky, insistent bastard that was usually the one gagging the voice of reason, duct taping her up, and shoving her head long off Lux's shoulder.<br/><br/>"I'm going crazy. In my own kitchen!" She threw up her hands and snatched up the muffin. "I'm just gonna eat the damned thing."<br/><br/>She brought the muffin to her mouth intending to do just that but was interrupted by a knock at the door that had her drawing up short, her head swiveling in the direction of the unexpected noise. Her first thought was to ignore it since she rarely got unexpected visitors but for some reason she set aside her personal kryptonite (chocolate) and padded through the dining room and living room to the front door. There was no thought spared for her decidedly lazy appearance as she pulled open the door, after all soccer shorts and a tank top hardly qualified as indecent.<br/><br/>"Oh... um... " she smiled hoping there were no tell tale signs of chocolate on her lips, "hey, Sebastian. What brings you here? You know...  to my house." Lux shifted, leaning her long frame casually against the side of her door as she held it open, confusion playing briefly across her features. Hopefully this wasn't like some awkward house call to fire her or something because really he could have just used the phone.