"Hey," he protested as they entered the kitchen. "Don't eggnore my jokes!" Alyona watched them, a slow grin crossing her mouth.
Alyona opened her mouth, that devilish look in her eye. "So, Ferris... what do you enjoy about granddaughter?"
Ferris looked confused, glancing at Fleur. "What do I like about her...? I don't know. She's kind, I guess. She's kind." He paused and Alyona gave him a disapproving look. Ferris looked stricken and hastened to speak. "And she's loyal and optimistic. And super trusting, even if she shouldn't be." Alyona glared, but Ferris' brow furrowed and his speech slowed. "And her nose crinkles when she laughs."
Fleur rested a hand on his shoulder, looking embarrassed. There may have been a blush on her face. "Alright, no more interrogations. Is breakfast almost ready?"
Alyona didn't look convinced but Ferris spoke up. "I happen to like my eggs burnt." Alyona looked surprised before cackling. "мне нравится этот парень!"
