Recovering her balance with practiced ease, Rachel brushed past and turned to glare at the appliance. She held up a bag of coffee beans. "Who loves you?" The bag vanished from her hand and Rachel blew the toaster a kiss.
Andrew looked at her blankly.
Rachel led him back into the kitchen. "Let me explain the ritual involved in getting a coffee without offending the Retjull demons that live in the toaster..."
open_on_sunday — challenge #121: inanimate objects
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse