Flowers and cookies

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Food. Tricia snapped back and briefly went over the contents of her kitchen she could remember. Salad, strawberries, apples, pine nuts, oil... Should do for a few bowls of fruit mix. "Mhm. Come."

Her kitchen wasn't as spacious as the rest of the house, but it still retained that white-black-wooden color scheme with a wide window showing an oceanic landscape. Aligned with the rest of her kitchen lockers, a motion-sensory fridge, hidden behind a black wooden door, was the most regular thing anyone had in their house. At least on Manhattan. Another locker by the fridge had a refreshing ventilation and climate control - a perfect place to keep fruits, vegetables and berries fresh.

She pointed at a chair by the counter, inviting Isla to sit and watch. After washing her hands, she took out two glassy bowls out of the locker above the sink. Salad, apples and strawberries have retained their freshness and moisture. She placed them on a cutting board and looked for a fitting knife. "That's... Pretty much everything I have. Are you allergic to strawberries or nuts?"