She walked over to open the door, and through the peep hole, she saw Jane standing outside, so she quickly opened the door.
"Mabel!..." Jane spread her arms wide and bounced forward to hug her, whispering with a cheeky laugh in her ear, "So, how's it feeling to be in love?"
While speaking, Jane made a microphone shape with her right hand, like a little reporter ready to interview her.
Mabel Doyle smiled helplessly and pulled her inside, ignoring her, turning back to the dining table to eat breakfast.
"Wow, did you make this? So extravagant?!" Jane followed to the dining table and looked at the table full of breakfast items, coffee, orange juice, milk, sandwiches, toast, fried eggs, an assortment that dazzled one's eyes.
Jane, who hadn't eaten breakfast, suddenly felt her stomach growl. She grabbed a piece of toast and tossed it into her mouth, nodding repeatedly after a few chews.
