“Uh. Pizza, and him to come down here and keep me company. No funny stuff on the pizza. That means anchovies, pineapple, or peppers.” Thoroughly diverted from book-sorting, she stood up and stretched toward the ceiling before flopping over to touch her toes and groaning. “You told him what we were talking about, didn’t you. He did that on purpose.”-I might have mentioned it,- Jarvis admitted plainly. -But he has yet to eat today, so I suspect he would have said something soon, regardless. He says to give him five minutes to disentangle himself and he shall be on his way.-
“Might have mentioned it.” Summer made a weird noise of disbelief, something like a cross between a snort and a raspberry. “You’re a lousy liar, Jarvis.” She put her hands on her hips, surveying the bookish disorder on the floor. “Nope, I’m done. Not doing any more tonight. God, why do I have so many books?!”
She picked her way over to the bedroom door and opened it, letting out a furry flood, then followed one dark, waving tail to the couch. Helios leaped onto the cushions and washed a paw unconcernedly while his human slave settled herself in one corner.