#debukefarmhold

"Indeed?" some skepticism "Agnes, is there another anywhere who can do what you can do?"

"That's the arrogance of old women like me, we fall into the trap of thinking just because others can't do it our way, they can't do it right. Now if your Miss CC were a troll. I might see if she'd give up city living. Fine cook, and her family is tied to ours"

Emerson.... likes something about that idea. Or maybe he's just intrigued? Or.... something. "Hm. Yes. Of course, there's the Club."

"Agnes... let's..... the three of us; your fine self, CC, and me.... let's fine... no, make, time to sit together? Just... as friends."

"Oh now, it's a powerful busy day here, and CC will want to coo over the grannd children"

"Not today." He agrees "But soon. Promise me."

"You are a bully, Emerson. I know this because I am a bit of a bully myself," She mmfs "I wonn't promise lightly to anything, but i will try to make it happen"

"That's as good as an oath from anyone else." he nods "I'd best get this dessert back to CC before she gets peckish."

"You do that. She seems a bit tired herself." The hearth is a perceptive woman

He chuckles. "She... oh, let's say that she rather outdid herself last night." modestly.

"Well, that must have been a show," A nod of approval, annd she adds some whip cream to the pie top and winks

"Oh, it was." he almost purrs, and takes the pie back to CC.

CC's eyes light up, "Oh that's too much" But yes, she looks intrigued

"Agnes prepared it for you especially." he fudges just a bit.

"Well, I wouldn't wannt to be rude" She wets her lips

"Not in public, no." he whispers to her as he serves her and checks the level of her beverage.

Half full