Cooking together

" Oh My Gosh! Look who is here!" A middle-aged woman, probably at her 40 to 50, a brunette, wearing a flour-covered apron, yells and approaches Leona.

Wiping her forehead with a tissue as she is sweating profusely, she scans Leona with loving eyes.

" Where have you been? Do you know how much worried I was?"

Her voice cracks, as she pulls her into a tight hug. The hug contains concern, love, and care for this pitiful girl who always visited her to have lunch within a few minutes.

" I am sorry, Ms. Erica." She mused, hugging back. Surprisingly, Erica doesn't make her feel frightened as much as she feels around other people.

" Brat! You are fine that's everything. Come here. Sit down. I will bring your breakfast!"

Erica Swift is the owner of this diner, Erica Dines. With a cheap price, she sells great food. But with one condition, if you are here to have lunch or dinner, you must prepare them by yourself. They will only serve you breakfast. The rest of them are self-service.

" No. No