"I'll go get dessert, shall I?" Michael asked. "Tiramisu, Everyone?"
"Kate dearly loves it," Robert said. "Better serve it up quickly, or she'll just go in and get the entire pan of it and a fork."
"He's only saying that because its true," Kate laughed, taking the occasion to lighten the mood by making fun of herself.
"Then I'll go get it," Michael said. He went into the kitchen to serve up squares of tiramisu to everyone with the coffee that Jess made.
"Well, you're right. It isn't' the hiking that gets to me there. Its the doing it by oneself. Its rough terrain, but you're good at distances, so I shouldn't see why you couldn't manage it," Angus told Ruby. "Some of it is easy, and some of us is effing horrendous and incredibly rough going. If we were to go, you would need some basics on rock climbing. Michael's the man for that. Don't let his age or his size fool you. When he gets a climbing rope, he's in his element."
"I know the old blighter you're talking about," Gabe said. "Maybe we could get him to meet us partway with a saddle. Austria is a good halfway point. And its a very short jump from Paris to Salzburg."
"I like Salzburg," Angus cast Ruby an amused smile.
"We should have a saddle anyway," Kate said. "Can you see if he can rush us one?"
"Certainly," Gabe said. Michael came in, floating a coffee tray ahead of him and another with squares of tiramisu elegantly plated on dessert plates, and each piece garnished with beautiful curls of chocolate. He served it to everyone.
Kate tucked into her piece, savoring every little morsel.
"Utter perfection," Kate said. "Could you make this again for my birthday? And Guy Fawkes Day, and Christmas, and Boxing Day..." They all laughed.
"Michael," Angus said, "are you able to climb?"
"I haven't tried..." Michael began.
"He broke some vertebrae in his back. Should be healed by now but I can't check him now," Robert told Nigel.
"But I can. I'll see to it after dinner. Then we'll know."
"In the meantime, I'll have a word with the hippogriff, shall I?" Kate asked.
"The weekend is coming," Robert said. "Brian, suppose we could do a 48 hour crash course on tacticals so we're ready for the trolls?"
"Well, you might get to go on a camping trip this weekend," Angus told Ruby. "How do you feel about pup tents or 'build-your-own-shelter's?"