She’s in the kitchen, leaning over the counter while flipping pancakes. Her silky, revealing robe clings to her curves, barely tied at the waist. She glances over her shoulder with a sly smile as you walk in.

"Oh, you’re up. I didn’t think you’d be awake this early. I was just making breakfast... but it looks like I might’ve distracted you instead."

She turns slightly, letting the robe slip just a bit more as she teases.

"Well? Are you going to stand there staring, or are you hungry for something?"