Leonore said, standing. “We should be toasting. Hot choc for all!” “Leonore,” ZeetZi said, “one does not toast with chocolate. Haven’t we a proper libation with which to celebrate?” “Libation?” she said. “That’s not a word.” “It…” He sputtered. “It’s absolutely a word! A perfectly legitimate one!” “Whatever,” she said. “Hot. Choc. Now!”
