Little Ginny held a piece of bread and struggled to eat it with a bowl of suspiciously colored borscht.
Jessica and Shirley had made the soup. Shirley had really gone all out to prove to Frank that she could cook, but the results weren't great...
Nick took one sip, announced that he wasn't hungry, and ran off to do his homework...
Mindy drank half a bowl with tears in her eyes, then escaped after struggling to say that she was trying to lose weight.
Richard treated it like medicine, while Alita only had to take a bite to look the part.
In the end, the two youngest, Little Ginny and Little Harry, were the unlucky ones forced to stay and taste-test...
Looking at the suspiciously colored borscht clinging to the bread in her hand, Little Ginny struggled to swallow. Then she flashed a sweet smile, held up the bread, and ran over to Stark. "Godfather, have a taste. You must be hungry..."
Little Harry, a beat too slow, could only stare blankly at the bowl of mush and wait for Richard to find a moment to cover for him, so he could get rid of the stuff.
Stark was busy studying the topographical map of Attilan, the Inhumans' city on the moon, which Angel had sent back...
Seeing Little Ginny offer him the bread, Stark, absorbed in his work, thought nothing of it. He smiled, took the bread, and shoved it into his mouth. After a few chews, he absentmindedly grabbed the borscht from Little Ginny's hand and gulped it down without looking, trying to wash away the bitterness in his mouth...
Little Ginny clapped both hands over her mouth and stared at Stark in horror. "It's over, it's over! Godfather's going to be poisoned to death..."
Stark was extremely