I randomly knew what Rowena's favorite food was so I made it for her. She seemed pleased enough. "Thanks for making this. By the way," said Rowena, "You are a good cook," she said through mouthfuls. I laughed at how much she was eating. "I'm gonna talk to mother," said Rowena scrambling to finish the omelet. She rushed out of my kitchen to talk to her mother who had sneaked an omelet for herself. I couldn't really hear what she was saying, but she was talking in an upbeat tone which was good. She came back to me smiling.