Mayumi jumped as the relative silence was broken by Patrick's yelling once the elevator reached the floor, then proceeded to laugh at her own fright as her younger brother offered her a tart. [color=a187be]"Sure, I'll take one."[/color] She said, carefully picking one of the tarts off of the plate. She had just picked up the tart when her mother, Cia, asked her a question. [color=a187be]"Yeah...had to finish a lot of my work before I could manage to fit this meeting into my schedule...and I definitely don't want to stay here too late, or I might never go home.[/color] She replied, adding a little sarcastic joke in at the end. Of course she would go home, but if she stayed after her day was supposed to be done, then she might loose track of time...like when a kid stays up late studying or doing homework.

Taking a bite out of the tart, Mayumi let out a muffled sound of enjoyment, and a few moments later she swallowed and smiled at Patrick. [color=a187be]"Mmm! These are good..."[/color] She declared, taking another bite...then another, and another. Soon enough, the tart was gone.

[color=0076a3]"That tart didn't last very long at all."[/color] Said John, who now stood beside Cia. Mayumi giggled for a second, then remembered she needed to thank Patrick for the tart. [color=a187be]"Oh, thank-you for the tart, Pat-Pat."[/color] She spoke with a smile, then stood up from her chair.