Taking a good long swig of the water he had at the table with his stew, Jake cleared his airways and huffed a little, pointedly, at his grandmother. She just smiled innocently and went back to her stew. He sighed. Sometimes it was difficult having a grandmother that acted like a teenager. But it certainly didn't mean he loved her any less. He shook his head and went back to his food.

When he was finished he sat back and looked at his bowl contemplatively, trying to decide if he wanted, or moreover, could fit seconds whilst still having room for a slice of pie when it was finished. He decided what the hell, the pie probably still had a little while of bake-time. He stood up.

"Anyone else for seconds?" He looked pointedly at Dirk, figuring he would be more than up for seconds.