"Eggs, Bacon, Toast. And my name is Mira as I said before."
She quickly says and hops off the counter, she prods the eggs with the the spatula and she lets out a frustrated sigh. The oven was acting up again as she was cooking, the landlord never came to fix it even after he said he would. Mira looks over at Siegfried and then looks away, still nervous about him being in her house, but he looks more friendly today. Maybe it was the good amount of sleep he gained in his bed? Mira thought about how beds in medieval times were uncomfortable so he must have had a good sleep. Mira finally manages to get the eggs cooked as well as the bacon and toast. She places the food on plates for them and then brings them over to the table.
"Here."