Goose laughed softly. "Ya' think I'm messy?" Hey Surge, there was now a swipe of flour being wiped onto each cheek of yours. "Look in the mirror!"

Mrs. Wauna giggled at what was going on, but knew that it couldn't last. "Now, now, dear, don't mess your honey's poor face!"

"Moooom, we're only messin'," He rolled his eyes and dusted his hands off together. "Fine, fine. What's first?"

"Oh, let's do the potatoes and casserole while waitin' for the turkey~ I did it very early so it's almost done!" She took out a casserole pan. "Do you know how to make it?" If Surge didn't, Goose (since Mrs. Wauna sent him recipes and all) and she both knew how and could instruct him.