[ Rachel is already doodling as she heads back down the stairs ( slower now, obviously ), drawing up a big heaping bowl of cheese steak for the youngest bottomless pit of their little family. she's pulling the bowl off the page by the time she rounds the couch, placing it down on the coffee table in front of the couch so Hale only needs to hope down to get to it. when he wants. she's sure it won't take long, even if he's busy giving Stiles some lovin' right now. which is great. she's glad he took up the job while she ran upstairs. ]

So, there's that. And what shall I draw us, mon cheri? [ she'll even purse her lips "oo la la" after she says it, tucking her notebook into her elbow like she's a waitress ready to take an order ] Are we really going with Happy Meals? Or should that just be an appetizer to something ..less awful for our stomachs?