"It shouldn't be much longer... I will go inform them that I am dinin' wit' ye tonight, sir," she said as she even thought about making the food, herself. It was clear to her that Edward didn't care what was put in front of him, he would eat what he would eat, but that Vela probably had something planned for him. She watched then as he went and looked for his pocket watch, feeling a smile tug at her face despite her best efforts to remain neutral.