The depression, however, did not have a chance to set in as the Duchess decided that they could not be having this melt down today.
And so she imitated her son by washing her hands, then grabbing a piece of meat dipped in the sauce bowl before shoving it in her husband's mouth.
It took a moment.
Then she let go as the giant before her vacuumed the meat she fed him with her own hands.
"Better?" she asked, hoping that it had consoled the fragile heart of this huge man.
But better couldn't really describe the sounds that the Duke was hearing as his brain and body tried to process this thing called a lobster!
Now, the Duchess saw his expression and figured she'd try it out too, and only then did the Mylor couple try it as they remembered the most basic traditions that their son obviously ignored.
Lord!
They had so many grievances, but the thoughts were similarly silenced as they blinked up at each other before reaching for their sauce bowls protectively.
