"Always happy to meet a fan, luv... 'Specially one as cute as you!"

Lena flashed a wink.

"Mistletoe, eh? Why don't ya show me what happens when two people stand under it?"

The Brit was glad to have Amélie here. She needed something like this, not prison. She'd been dealt a hand she didn't ask for. She shouldn't be punished for it. If Lena had to make sure she was safe and no longer a threat, she'd be sure to do it and do it right.

Frustration was a word Lena had learned to put behind her for the most part. She always projected a cheery disposition, and that remained the case today! She zipped out into the main part of their apartment, into the small but accomodating kitchen.

"Morning, luv! Can I getcha somethin'?"

It was totally too much for her to handle!

"M-Me? Y-Yeah! I can take it..."

"Perfect!"

"It's 'cause I like you... A lil more than most, anyway..."

"We do, but... I don't know if it works quite like that! Oh well, let's find out!"

"Well... I trust you! I'll take your word for it."