Angela sat down at the table with them. It wasn't everyday she dined with the kids, most of the times she preferred to eat by herself with the TV blaring in the lounge, but this was a special occasion. It was James's birthday, and the kids would have made a fuss if she walked around dishing out second helpings. Of course it took quite an effort to get them to sit for dinner in the first place, James preferred it on his computer desk. Sarah ... well, she usually ate when she felt like it, and Angela gets to enfore Code 101: Picking kids up and putting them on the table by necessary physical force. She first witnessed the concept in motion when one of the kids was playing SIMs and how they kept hauling everybody around by dragging and clicking. She sighed and wondered to herself if only it was this easier in real life, and well to a certain level, it became!<br/><br/>"Right you are, my darling." She cooed as James requested a second helping. Putting her own half eaten sandwich to a side she rushes to the tray on the counter top and scoops some more on top of the freshly brisked bread. She turns and calls out to Sarah if she'd like some more too. Her hands busy wiping themselves against her apron as she flicks the crumbs off on the sink.