She rolls her eyes. Obviously, none of them are here. Which, she feels weird without them. They've been her entire world, since she was four. Now, she doesn't know what to do without them. "If it's a breakfast food, it can't be very good. Freema does all the cooking, and her food is amazing." Not that she's biased or anything. "She usually makes something from Pillio for breakfast, but sometimes, she makes fruit and sweet bread."