Whether by being a nuisance or distraction to Grishka, or by pooling her cooking skill the tiny temptress managed to prevent anything extravagant from being created. A mediocre bacon, eggs, biscuits and milk was all that could be managed with Viloet's 'help.' The taller of the two seemed unsatisfied with this but she feared any more delaying would sour powerful moods. With a somewhat resigned sigh, Grishka made up her mind about presenting what had been assembled. Allowing the halfling a tray to take as well, she led the way in delivering and arranging the meals.<br/><br/>Mid-conversation, McGreggor halted his words with Terrance and turned his attention to Viloet once again. "I've heard, Viloet, that your service to Terrance is only temporary. I was wondering, what are your plans once that time expires?" He seemed uninterested in his meal at first, only sampling what was available after his inquiry.