You are lazily rummaging about your kitchen, gathering together ingredients for tonight's dinner. You don't really have a plan - there are quite a lot of options at your disposal, so almost anything is possible; it's just a matter of how much time and effort you want to put in tonight. You reach into a cabinet to retrieve some cookware as you come to a decision when you hear a voice, casual yet regal in tone, from your kitchen table.

"Well, what are we having?"

the mysterious kitsune asks you, sitting at the head of your table, tails swishing behind her.