Afternoon.
Javier's Personal Workshop.
Inside the Kitchen.
Liana stood by the large stove, expertly cooking several huge slabs of meat in a massive pan. The rich aroma of seared meat filled the air as she carefully seasoned each piece, her movements graceful and precise. Gloria stood nearby, assisting her by cutting large onions and preparing fruits and other ingredients for the sauce.
"Liana?"
"Hmm? Yes, Gloria?"
Gloria paused for a moment, her knife hovering over the cutting board. "I've noticed something…"
Liana glanced over her shoulder, a teasing smile on her lips. "Hmm? What is it, Gloria? Don't tell me you're feeling like Mimi, getting a little… restless?"
Gloria narrowed her eyes, setting her knife down as she turned to face Liana. "I wasn't thinking about that."
Liana let out a soft, amused laugh, her focus returning to the meat, flipping one of the steaks with practiced ease. "Then what is it? What did you want to say?"
