"No, I promise. I just missed this." I lied, who cares how I eat. I wasn't married to a prince or something.
"Is this how I raised you? I don't believe you. If you want my cooking so bad I can send some over to you. You shouldn't act like a starved hobo. You are a lady for God's sake, act like one."
"I won't do it again, I promise, jeez. Calm down, gran gran." I hate it when she's like this. Knowing her, she can go on forever.
"You'd better not." She grumbled. Soph came in through the front door holding a basket in one hand.
"Mom asked me to give you this Jiji," she said removing a wrapped bag from the basket she kept on the kitchen counter and tossed the bag to me. "And this one is for you."
"What's inside? Did you went home while I was sleeping?"
"Was I supposed to babysit you as you sleep? You really didn't expect me to have some heart-to-heart reunion with that b... Mie, do you?" She gave Jiji a side glance.