"Well, one thing is for sure. She will never find a fiercer guardian or caretaker anywhere than Edward," Angus replied.
"Angus," Simone called from the doorway between their two sides, "don't fix lunch. I forgot to tell you. Lizzie sent me a message. She's got some the entrees from her December holiday lunch specials for us to try. So she's sending us some tasters' platters, whatever those are. I need to just pop in and pick them up."
"Her tasters' platters are takeout containers, anywhere from 2-3 large entree sized boxes per person, and each compartment in each container is numbered. She will be also sending some forms for us to fill out so that we can also apply a number rating on how well we liked each item in each container. So, for example, if you really liked an item, you'd score it a five. If you thought it was awful, you'd give it a one. And generallly, there is also another container for each of us with her holiday desserts to try and to judge the same way. There are only a few bites of each item, so it isn't like you're going to be eating four or five take out containers of food."
"Good, because i couldnt' eat that much," she laughed. "I'm going to go get them. I'll be straight back before she gets slammed with the lunch crowd. She said there's enough for all of us here in the duplex, so I hope everyone's hungry."
"I'm sure, whatever it is, it will be delicious," Angus said. When Aria came back, he looked at her.
"You're laughing. So, clearly, this was more of Robert's mischief, wasn't it?" Angus asked Aria.