Mel gallops down the hallway.
“NESS! CAN YOU PLEASE-”
She stops and stares.
Ness glances down at the teacup she is holding filled with ice cream, ice cubes and lemonade.
Mel keeps on eyeing the teacup.
Ness slowly cautiously looks at Mel looking at the teacup.
Horror sweeps over her face.
Move the tea cup closer.
Nessa quickly scurries away.
Mel is left standing there, watching the space where the teacup had just vacated.
This happens on a somewhat frequent basis.
Generally involving Mel and another person and food, and always usually food. Sometimes it’s Tea.