...was a Serenism in itself. We're eating the fish I made and she's scooping hers up with some rice with her spoon. Each time she scooped, she dug straight down and grated the spoon across the bottom of the plate, making the sound for shear shock value. "Seren, stop scraping the plate." Dig...screeeeeeeeech. "Seren..." Dig...screeeeech. "That's enough Seren."...."Seren, please use your fork, not your fingers." Seren proceeds to pick up her fork and skewer the fish she held between her fingers. Picked up another piece and skewered the fish with her fork as she held it in the palm of her hand. "Seren, don't flick your chili pepper you found in your rice across the room, leave it on the edge of your plate..."
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