There's a lot of noise coming from the kitchen, with pots and pans banging, cupboards opening and closing, and the scraping and clanking of glassware.
About ten minutes later, the smell of cooking food fills the house, and Amber sits up, sniffing the air interestedly as cum leaks from her ass.
Another ten minutes later, Karline comes out with a large bowl of fruit salad.
"Uh... Don't know what you like, so... I just made a fruit salad. With cream." She says, shrugging and handing it to her.
Another fifteen minutes later, Jolen comes out with a fish fillet on a plate. "Pan fried trout with butter and veggies!" She says, grinning and placing it in front of her as well.
Five minutes later, Khorvis walks out with a steaming platter of meat, followed by Felicia, who has a bowl in her hands. He sets the plate down in front of her, and she sees finely sliced meat, spiced, seasoned, and cooked to perfection. "Just tossed shit in the pan. This came out. Also, this is a Felicia-Khorvis partnership! She's got the dessert." He says, grinning and pushing her forward, and she places a bowl of rice in a paste form, mixed with sugar and milk. "We call it Kheer. Delicacy where we're from." She says, smiling and stepping back.
"Okay... I make sled. But you help. Also, how even call Naga?" Robar asks, scratching his head.
