She looked up suddenly, surprised, before smiling at him. "Hello, Craw," she said quietly, reaching back to kiss his cheek. "Happy Thanksgiving."
"Mmhm," she replied cheerfully, giving him a quick kiss. Her gaze flickered to her hair and she grinned. "Your hair is always cute when you wake up, did you know?"
"You can go shower, if you want," she said, shaking the strange pan over the stove. "These are going to take a minute or two."
"Aebleskivers. They're little..." She paused, trying to find the right word. "Pancake balls. My mum used to make them for us on holidays."