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Food, to the hungry nose, has a kind of universal siren call. Which is why the kitchen has suddenly sprouted a skinny barefoot* girl in a tatty shift, who's rooting through the drawers and cupboards with a singlemindedness that's slightly tempered by the need to go omgwtf at everything. Here's some weird spiky plant thing! And here's an entire pot of spices! And here's a big metal box with knobs on that seems to serve no useful purpose!

Just wait till she discovers the fridge.

*Two words: monkey feet.