[Not there...and not there either...oh, there's the knives, safely tucked away from where toddler hands might grope for them. Hubert leaves that particular cabinet door open as he goes to find where the cutting boards are -- and nearly trips over Sophie in the process. He frowns down at her.]
Please sit down at the table. I'll have your snack ready soon.
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Please sit down at the table. I'll have your snack ready soon.
[Come on, he said "please." :T]