May 18, 2009 19:33
I'm...home? Madame, where are you? [Grell is chuckling excitedly, but scared at the same time. He wasn't here, but was at the very same time, making Madame his 'mediocre' tea. He truely believes he's been let go from the House's grip. Grell runs off in a random direction, yelling for his Madame.]
[ooc: Just slap him. <<;; He wouldn't know any different right now.]