James poured the batter into the pan and started to work, plate at the ready, syrup and chocolate sauce at the ready as he started making a stack big enough to keep Hartley full. He used to feeding the hungry homeless, this kind of area had a lot of them and James had a lot of pity for them. "I'm wonderful, I have pancakes. You can't be unhappy if you have pancakes."

James grinned and playfully flipped the pancake with an impressive level of skill. Clearly he'd practised before. He turned to Hartley, his face stern but there was a mischievous twinkle in his eye that undercut the edge. "Now what exactly are your intentions with my Axel?"