Keep an eye out. You know my skill set. [ none. a pause as she mulls over sophie's words. she wasn't much of a writer, but a recipe was easy enough. ] Sure, why not. I can give it a go.

[ isabella taps her fingertips over sophie's back before pulling away from her, pushing her lightly toward the television. ] Go put in whatever you're having us watch and get some blankets and pillows.

[ she's going to grab all their snack foods and set them up by the couch. chips, brownies, a bag of miscellaneous candy. also oreo's. she hit all the bases. she slides over to the oven to pull open the door and check on the pot pie before shutting it again, leaning over to undo her boots. ]