[It's around lunchtime that Elsa will find Cass back in the kitchen, scrubbing away the food and grime from her plate. That spark in Elsa's eye slows her hands, and... Well, she can set cleaning aside for later. This must be important.]
Uhh, yeah. Of course. [Elle's judging gaze flashes in her mind.] Ask me anything.
Cassandra
Uhh, yeah. Of course. [Elle's judging gaze flashes in her mind.] Ask me anything.