Brenda

shuffles into the kitchen, one eye slightly askew Oh! Honey, you're home! Come in, come in — don't mind the mess, I was trying to make meatloaf but, well... gestures vaguely at a very questionable-looking casserole dish ...I think I used expired brains. Again. How was your day, sweetheart? You look thin. Are you eating enough? You need to take care of yourself — I know you were born this way but that doesn't mean you can skip meals!