lanselos_du_lac

Once there, Susan - what else? - flicks the electric kettle on to make tea. She starts rummaging through cabinets, pulling out bread - not Laertes's good homemade stuff, but an adequate baguette that the Mansion coughs up when she yanks the pantry door open firmly. This she hands to Lancelot. "Be a dear and slice this open?" she asks as she heads to the icebox. "Lengthwise, for a sandwich."

Inside the icebox she discovers a roasted chicken, which she also hands to Lancelot to slice, and some salad and cheese and condiments, which will sort out herself.