"Och go on wi' ye then," said Ellen, she presented him with a large and delicous smelling meat pie, "Try this, tis mah own recipe," she said.

Randy gave the pie a sniff, immediately approved of it, and tucked in. "This is wonderful," he commented. "What do you put in it?" He wasn't entirely sure he cared; it tasted good and reminded him of some of his favorite foods from his home planet. And of course, best of all, it was being given to him by Ellen...

"Tis minced rabbit wi' fresh herbs from tha garden and some good gravy," said Ellen reaching out a hand to wipe a bit of said gravy from Randy's cheek with the tip of her finger, she brought the finger to her mouth and tasted it, "Mmmm!"

Randy grinned and took another bite, this time deliberately allowing a bit of gravy to drip onto his chin.

Ellen smirked and leaned forward to capture it with her tongue, she wasn't normally so bold with new servants but this one was the handsomest in a long time.....

Randy was a bit surprised, but hardly disapproving. "I can fit an entire apple into my mouth," he boasted, momentarily caught off guard by the desire to win her over.

"Oh Ah'll be ye can..." Ellen purred, "But is there anythin' else ye can do wi tha' mouth?"

"Oh, many things," Randy answered smoothly. "I'd be happy to show you if you like."

"Weel, tha missus won't be up fer another hour...tis just ye and me," said Ellen taking off her spectacles.

"Oh... Well, I suppose we don't have much time to waste, then," said Randy. He was only now becoming slightly nervous with the realization that he'd never attempted to mate with a human. They seemed so small and fragile, though admittedly this one somewhat less so than most he'd met previously.

Ellen grinned and gave him a kiss, "You done this before?" she asked, sensing his nervousness.

He gave a soft chuckle. "Never in a kitchen," he answered jokingly. How was he to tell her that he was used to women who were over six feet tall and of a much sturdier species? Even among his own kind, he was considered large and quite powerful. Of course, he would just have to tread carefully--and surely it would be well worth the extra consideration. What a lovely creature...

Ellen chuckled and pushed him back onto the table, "Weel, ye just tak it easy noo an' let me lead, a'richt?" she said positioning herself so that she was straddling his waist.

He raised an eyebrow at her. It seemed unconventional, but it did make things simpler. "I like the sound of that just fine."

An hour later Ellen smoothed her skirts back into place, "How do ye feel?" she asked.

"I think I may be spending more time in the kitchen from now on," Randy replied. And no need to be particularly concerned about the size of her, he noted to himself.

"Guid, I'll be glad fer tha...company," said Ellen, giving him a kiss.

He returned the kiss. "You should meet with me when we've got a bit more time," he offered. "An hour certainly goes by quickly."

"So it does, noo, I'll ha ta tend to makin more breakfast for the missus, ye go and see to Alissa, she'll likely be in the study this time of day," said Ellen giving him a gentle shove towards the door.

Randy smiled and nodded, checking to make sure that everything was in place before he went to find Alissa.

Alissa was in the study, a book was open in her lap but her gaze was directed at the window and the birds outside.

"Good morning, Miss Summerville," Randy greeted her as he approached.

Alissa started, accidentally dropping her book, "Oh...Mr. Baker, hello," she said nervously, "You..you can call me Alissa if you want."

"And you can call me Randy," he answered brightly before picking up her book and placing it on the table in front of her. "Were we supposed to be reading something?"

Alissa gave him a sheepish look, "Mother wants me to read up on the family history of the French Monarchy," she said, "But it's really boring....and I don't know that I'd ever go to France, and even if I did why would I need to know all this?"

Randy smiled. "I couldn't tell you," he answered truthfully, "but it doesn't hurt to learn. What makes it so boring?"

"Well, it's nothing but names and dates, this king was born one hundred years ago, he got married at 25, he had three children, then he caught typhus and died at age 47, that's all it says about any of them, it's just a list of men who are only important because they were kings, none of them are really extraordinary, or heroic," said Alissa.

"I understand the sentiment," said Randy. "I haven't studied the matter extensively, myself. I much prefer learning about people as... people, as opposed to titles."

"That's how I feel, I wanted to learn about Kind Arthur, but Mama insists he's only a legend, but I think maybe he was real, or at least inspired by someone real, so many people believe in him. Besides, even if he is a legend, legends are important, they say a lot about the people who grew up with them and the countries they come from," said Alissa.

"That they do; you are a very bright young lady, aren't you?" mused Randy. "I could get you some more personal information if you think it would help," he offered.

Alissa beamed, "I think that would help, it will be easier to remember who was who if I have something interesting to tell them apart with,"

"I've got a friend who is a historian and should have just what you're looking for," said Randy.

"Do I still have to read this book today?" Alissa asked, picking up the tome with a sigh.

"Will your mother want to know what you've learned by the end of the day?" Randy questioned.

"No, she doesn't really care, she's going to be away for the next two days," said Alissa with a sigh, "Now that you're here she'll be home even less than before,"

"Well, that is unfortunate... but so long as she isn't here, why don't we try my approach to the subject?" Randy suggested. "You can put that book away for the day and tomorrow we'll go out and speak with that friend of mine. I'm sure he can tell you all sorts of fascinating things."

Alissa nodded, "Sounds good! But if I'm not going to study today what should we do?" she furrowed her brow, "D..do you maybe want to come outside and see the garden with me?"

"I'd love to," Randy replied. "Shall we?"

Alissa stood and took his large hand in her much smaller ones, "Come on then!" she lead him to the garden, which was expansive and full of colorful flowers, a stone fountain stood in the middle where a stream of water poured from a jug held by a sculpted angel.

"This is lovely," Randy remarked as he took a look about the garden. "You have a very interesting variety of plant life."