Rylee furrowed her brows, "I don't understand."
"I know," Snow said, "I'm still telling the story aren't I?"
Rylee chuckled, embarrassed at herself, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Snow said, scooping up her mixture and bringing it to her face to have a sniff, "hmm, one more ingredient is missing, the tongue of a deer."
She placed the spoon back in the bowl and went to her drawers, searching for something.
Rylee watched her in fascination and slight disgust when she brought a jar and opened it, bringing out something that definitely looked like a tongue.