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[ She is a lady, okay. ]

Good! That's another thing a mother ought to do, of course.

[ She laughs at that too, flipping the fish a bit in the pan. ]

Is there anything else you've not told me?

No. That's all.

[ he'll go ahead and sit back on the couch, then. ]

[ Well good, then she'll finish this up!

It'll take maybe only fifteen (probably less) more minutes, maybe a bit more for getting some cats out of the way, but she gets the fish on the plate, divvies up some salad for the both of them, and then also puts a little rice on there. She realized something else needed to go with that. Well, okay something didn't need to but he was a growing boy still hopefully!

So she did.

Anyway once it's done, she actually brings it out to the couch, a plate in each hand. She isn't precisely the most diligent about sit down dinner at the table, even if she perhaps should be?

Ah well, some manners waning some are fine ]

[ that cat on the couch is still sleeping, and it curls up next to hitsugaya once he claims his spot again. he can smell the fish--he's sure the cats would like that--also, rice is a good choice there, mother. good job.

the cat's still between the two of them, but hitsugaya takes his plate and gives elda a little smile. ]

Thanks.

[ ah..it smells so good. you know this boy's gonna gobble it up. ]

Of course!

[ So what are we watching? Elda, for her part, sort of sets her own plate on the coffee table (bold move, because what if cat jumps for it) and reaches out to stroke the cat here.

She's hungry but not that hungry, so. ]

[ a game show, apparently? something about letters and guessing the words. there's really nothing good on.

toushiro will pass her the remote if she wants to flip stations. ]

[ But she loves CUBE OF RICHES

No, we're watching this, and in fact, as she begins to actually eat her fish, ]

That first word's Fishing, I know it is!

[ we're doin this we're playing mom

hitsugaya swallows down some rice. ]

"Fishing for compliments", maybe?

[ Of course we are ]

Oh, oh, good work! Yeah, that sounds right! Now he's just gotta roll a good number.

[ Because they roll a randomized comically large six sided die on this show. Why would you spin a wheel ]

He needs more vowels.

[ aaaand the man rolls....a Seven! how much money is that worth? ]

[ It seems that'll be 150 dollars a letter. Not bad... ]

Mmmm, but he can guess it, right? So there's no way he can't just say S and get some easy money.