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Once he stopped, Bree snapped back into reality, obviously a little awestruck by her master. He seemed rather- athletic. A trait she lacked herself. Her heart was also racing for some reason- and she was a little antsy. She sat back on her bed, contemplating what just happened.
The warm shower had relaxed his tense muscles. He walked back into his own room and dried off completely. He picked out his outfit for the dinner that would be taking place in a few moments. Dressed in a red flannel, he folded the sleeves, and fitting, almost skinny khakis. A pair of brown leather oxford shoes had finished the job. Grabbing his glasses, he put them on and made sure everything was in place. Exiting the room, he walked over to the new maid's room and knocked politely.
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Bree jumped a little at the knock at her door, knowing very well that it was Teddy. She cleared her throat, saying,
"Uh- just a second!" and quickly changed into her maid outfit, before opening the door with a small, forced smile.
"H-hello."
Teddy bowed slightly, hands behind his back. 'Good evening Bree. Would you like to join me tonight for dinner? That is, if you're up to the challenge of helping me prepare it.' He cocked his head to one side, shifting one leg to the other side. Because of their height difference he had to peer down at her from above.
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"Of course... Of course..." Bree murmured under her breath, not looking into his eyes, too afraid she might get lost in them if she did. Instead, she squeezed past him, and made her way to where she assumed the kitchen was, ultimately failing and heading into a bathroom instead.
Teddy let out an amused chuckle, shaking his head slightly. 'This way, follow me,' he breathed as he exited the hallway and went down a flight of stairs. Entering the right side, there had been a giant dining table, with 24 seats in total. On the left of the dining table, there had been a tiny entryway into the kitchen. Stoves, sinks, pots and pans were neatly aligned in each section of the kitchen. Teddy had retrieved a pot and a medium sized pan. Pulling out raw pasta noodles, he added water to the pan.
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Bree followed close behind, embarrassed by her own actions, blushing madly as she made her way into the kitchen. She made her way beside him, saying gently,
"Pasta?"
Teddy placed the pot full of water on a stove and turned the knob to raise the heat so he could boil them. 'Would you prefer to eat something else?' He asked her softly, walking over to the refrigerator to grab a few items; butter, cream, types of cheeses. Next he reached the pantry and grabbed flour, paisley, garlic and the likes. 'I'm open to change,' he added while he got out a cutting board and a set of knives.
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"Uh. No." Bree said awkwardly, shrugging slightly, watching him intently as she wondered how in the world he could do such things with such precision- such class. It made her jealous, because Bree could not do the same.
"What can I do to help?" she asked.
'Perhaps you could start with finely cutting the parsley and the garlic. After you're done, please grab me some oil from the pantry next to you,' he orders simply while tending to the boiling water. After water begins to splash outside the pot, he adds the noodles and lowers the heat a bit. He adds the lid onto the pot, when the phone rings so suddenly from the counter opposite of where they are. 'Please excuse me,' he states while wiping his hands before going over and answering the phone.
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Bree gave a small nod, beginning to cut the parsley and garlic gingerly. She wasn't the best cook- only knew so many things, but couldn't quit yet, on her first day! She sighed gently, nodding to him as he went to the phone, wondering who it was.
As Teddy picked up the phone he answered with a formal, 'Hello?'
Other side: 'Teddy! I was wondering if you wanted to spend some time tomorrow. Maybe for some coffee tomorrow morning?
Teddy: 'I'm not sure, I have a party to throw tomorrow night.'
Other Side: 'C'mon Teddy! Loosen up a bit! We can only meet for 1 hour if you're really pressed for time. I'm attending the party tomorrow night so we'll be able to see each other then too. I can even help with decorations if I have to.'
Teddy: 'Fine, I'll meet you at the La' Boulangerie at 9 A.M. sharp. As for decorations, don't worry, I've got someone to do the job for me.'
Other side: 'Who?'
Teddy: 'Long story, I'll explain tomorrow. Bye Adelaide.'
Other side: 'Okay, bye Teddy. Love you.'
With that, Teddy placed the receiver back onto base of a the home phone. He rubbed his eyes, then walked back to the pot on the stove. He reached for a strainer lying on his counter top.
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Best not to ask who it was. Bree thought, focusing on her job then and there, she turned her head slightly to glance at Teddy, a little curious as to his life and background. Intrigued as she was, she promised herself she wouldn't butt in on his life, though sighed at the thought of having no fun.
'You seem tense, something wrong?' Teddy asked suddenly, breaking the unwanted awkward silence. He walked over to the sink and placed the strained over the sink, pouring the water and noodles in the pot out onto the strainer. Steam rose, and he angled his face away, not wanting steam to fog up his glasses. After placing the strainer with the hot noodles on the counter, he reached for the oil and the pan. Lightly drizzling the oil on, he turned up the stove and turned on the fan.
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"No." Bree replied a little too quickly, biting her lip, her back to him, not wanting him to see how out of place she seemed. She then took a deep breath, before turning back around with a small smile.
"Just... ready for dinner." she murmured, and then handed him the tray that had the now finely cut garlic cloves and parsley snips.
Teddy raised an eyebrow, slowly taking the tray form her. 'Alright,' came his response. He broke off pieces of butter and added the cream into the sauce pan. After stirring it for a few minutes, he added the cheese and the parsley. Bubbles began to rise from the sauce and he lowered the heat a bit. He walked across to another cabinet and pulled out two white chine plates with blue lining around the rims. Walking back over to the counter, he added two portions of noodles onto the plates, and turned the stoves off. Giving the sauce one last stir, he added it on top of the heap of noodles, and added a sprig of parsley onto each. 'Can you grab two forks and spoons? Then follow me to the dining table.' He carried the plates out to the table and put them across form each other.
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Bree watched him cook, thoroughly impressed by his actions. She gave a small nod to his request, getting the forks and spoons as asked, heading to the table with him.
Teddy pulled out two chairs, on for her and one for himself. He sat down in his own and crossed his legs. The night sky could be seen from the giant clear glass window above. He had prayed before saying a silent 'Amen,' and waiting for Bree to take a seat and join him.
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Bree sighed gently, taking the seat as she grabbed a fork and began to poke at her food. It looked delicious, though Bree wasn't hungry. She was unchanged by the night sky, and instead looked down to her feet.
He grabbed a silver fork and took a morsel of the food before placing it into his mouth. Grabbing a napkin, he dabbed around his mouth. He straightened out his posture and looked directly at her. 'I can tell something is seriously wrong. Please just tell me what it is. I won't take another bite of my food until you will.' He placed his fork gently on his plate and placed his hands together on the table.