>"Great!" Go get a piece of that pancake!
>Once we're properly settled into breakfast: "What are you going to be up to today?"
>You go accept the pancake as Kyouko scoops it off the griddle and deposits it onto a plate with a satisfied smile.
>"Help yourself to the syrup," she says, gesturing to the small pitcher beside her, a thick trail of the honeyed substance already dribbling down its side. You take fork and syrup in hand and apply the both of them to your meal.
>"I have today off!" she says, pouring some more batter onto the griddle. It sizzles crisply on contact and another whiff of the warm scent of breakfast rises in the air. "Well, mostly. I have choir practice at 6 and I volunteered to help replant some of the flower beds at the Academy after someone turned them into sour taffy again. They
were kinda tasty, though... Oh, and I have a couple deliveries I promised to make before that! But nothing much, really." She smiles as she gives the griddle a little shake to spread the batter around. "What about you?"