Paige feigns an offended look and puts her hand to her chest, "Geoff! How could think suhc a thing of me!" she grins, "just figured you could use some breakfast."

"As long as you don't expect me to write poetry I'm pretty confident I could do all that, I've just got back into sketching again, and yeah I do calligraphy, so this'd just be writing out your poetry right?" she asks reaching in her bag as the mun googles like a psycho for some of her art work to show him.