The girl wakes up to find a man looming over her with an umbrella. It'd been two hours but it is still raining. For a moment they just kind of stood there staring at eachother.

Still groggy from being asleep for too long, she began to talk, "Dad...?". She quickly snapps back to reality. "Oh, you're home."

"Yeah... you wanna maybe get up?" He offered to help by reaching out to her.

"Mhm, welcome home Uncle K." She took his hand and got up.

"Thank you." He flashed a wary smile and reverted back to having a worried look in his eyes, "Your hands have no warmth... let's get you inside, I'll start the fire goin' ". He ushered her in. The girl ran to her room to throw on a shirt and a pair of underwear.

Catching a wifts of sweet and spicy mouth watering smells leaking into her room minutes later causes her to enter a sort of hungry trance as she rushed into the kitchen to find her uncle cooking up a storm.

He has many pots and pans on various burners. He has some pasta boiling next to some stir fries vegetables. The pots and pans are full with vibrant colors from several different vegetables. One skillet has a noticeably big slice of a mean ribeye. He is basing it with garlic butter and rosemary. The smell is to die for. All the burners are cranked up the max except for one big pot. This particular pot is covered and on low heat. Judging from where she stands now, she can only tell that whatever it is, it's white and likely very runny.

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Kogny notes the girl's presence and turns around and begins to sing, "Be my guest! Be my guest! Put my service to the test..." She cuts him off in complaint, "Uncle K! You know I'm too old for that."

He playfully responds, "Too old?! How can you be too old for a classic?"

"Okay. FINE. Maybe I'm not too old, but I'm not in the mood right now. Are we having guests today?"

"Darn, busted." He raises both his hands in defeat, "Did I forget to tell you this time? Actually, put that aside for a second, are you hungry? I made you some congee." She nods. Kogny then notices how dressed down she is, "can you wear at least some pants though? I don't care about the bra anymore but pants are not a negotiable."

She shrugged and walked out to put on some joggers.

He calls after her, ".. and where a jacket just for when the guests are around!"

She yells back, "Yeah, okay fine!".