Angela ruffled both Sarah's and Jame's hair. "Nope, you are both babies. That's why they always say on the dinner table, eat first ... talk later." She sat down, smiling at James, as she places the sandwich right in front of him, then frowns.<br/><br/>"How many times, Jamesey?" And then carries on to pick a napkin as she tucks it in his collar, and makes sure it's spread out neatly over his lap. "Always use one before you sit on the table, hun. No matter what you are eating. It's good manner. Besides, women love men who know how to be proper." She winks at Sarah on her way to the table, and picks up her sandwich delicately, nibbling on the side, looking at both the kids.<br/><br/>"So, Sarah hun ... how're your classes? Are the teachers treating you okay?" She knew from prior experience how the teachers at Star Moss Junior High can be unwanted pricks. She addressed the problem in their last parent-teacher conference, and would waste no second in addressing it again if need be. The curriculum demanded 200 course hours, and they were releasing the students way too early. They did questioned her about the childrens' parents but since she had the letter outlining how she was the guardian for them, they had no trouble in allowing her to express her concern.<br/><br/>Angie looked at Sarah, raising an eyebrow. A soft smile on her face.