He made sure to take his sweet time so she was well prepared before he returned to the room. It wasn't easy to carry everything in one trip but he was adaptable and clever if he said so himself. He looked still in high spirits with he returned to the room. He had a bowl of cock-a-leeky in one hand, balanced carefully on his palm with the spoon precariously balanced on the edge. In his other hand he had a dinner roll hanging in a cloth napkin that had its corners gripped in two fingers while two others were stretched around the neck of a bottle of milk. "Here, a pretty good meal if I say so myself."