Tammy and Sarah were eating a snack on the patio.
What kind of snack could she whip up in fifteen minutes?
They finished the snack in silence.
Betsy was in the kitchen, baking scones for a mid-morning snack, while the rest of us were lounging around the main room vetoing each other's suggestions.
I'm sure Howie didn't snack on what I'm growing!
Exhausted, she reached them some time later, praying for a break or a snack or something!
They stuck around, pretending to pick up glasses and snack plates while the Dawkins four quarreled, oblivious to their presence.
If anything, Jared wanted just what he said: a good snack on his way to find more good snacks.
You brought a snack to our little party.
Most of Bird Song's other guests remained, as requested, in their own rooms but Ryland hung around the kitchen, sharing a snack of take-out pizza with Donnie while Edith sat nearby, wringing her hands and looking petrified.
Dean turned to Cynthia who tried to busy herself picking up snack dishes from Fred's evening refreshments.
Jackson enjoyed the surge of power a vampire garnered from turning a human, but having to snack carefully on one person for days on end, always running the risk of killing them, took all the fun out of feeding for him.
Connor had gone into the kitchen for a snack and came running, "What's the matter?"
With his silver pride and joy secured to the bike rack, a spare change of clothes and rain gear in his pannier and some fruit and crackers for a snack, he rolled away from town to the peace and quiet of the countryside.
Ten minutes later the snack was a grilled cheese sandwich and milk.
Yes. I couldn't find anything in here to snack on.
Lori wanted nothing but a cup of coffee, so Carmen went to the snack room to get one.
Troubled, Xander didn't bother taking his snack to the table but wolfed it down over the sink, too troubled to care about the mess he made.
A small snack, as repayment for saving your life last night.
He was starving, teased by the snack-sized drink he'd taken from Jessi.
" He used to carry on," says his elder son, William Edwin Hamilton, " long trains of algebraical and arithmetical calculations in his mind, during which he was unconscious of the earthly necessity of eating; we used to bring in a ` snack ' and leave it in his study, but a brief nod of recognition of the intrusion of the chop or cutlet was often the only result, and his thoughts went on soaring upwards."
Before the hunt, by old custom, the count had drunk a silver cupful of mulled brandy, taken a snack, and washed it down with half a bottle of his favorite Bordeaux.