Sam was aware of how often Christine was in the kitchens and had purposely chosen a time that she was present. Guess it was a little too much to pray for that she would perhaps stay out for a bit. Seems he had no such luck, or the praying had actually interested Faith and drew Christine to him.

A bit in his own zone, concentrating on his work, he doesn't expect anyone to be coming up to him, and as such he jumps slightly, knocking a bit of the flour out of the bowl and onto his hands. "Oh-! Christine... ah. Just... baking a cake."