{#_^ Skype is the witness.}
Ciel sighed and sat up straight as he extended a hand for the tea, eagerly drinking the entire glass to fix his dry mouth.
"Elizabeths downstairs, isn't she?" The boy asked in a whisper after he had handed the cup and saucer back to be set on the cart and picked out one of the many small one person cakes to munch on. This specific cake was a lemon one with a strawberry filling between the two thin layers, a thin white icing coating the top and decorated with a marzipan rose.
He paused for a moment after a moment, setting the redyed bite back on the plate and watching the demon intently until he opened his mouth to answer before pulling him down by his black tie to the unflattering butlers uniform and allowing himself at least one kiss for the morning before he would have to cater to Elizabeth for the day.