How many people have you found so far? If it's not just me, and I'm not the first one you've met, then how many?

[ Grabbing the entire plate of baked goods in one hand and grabbing a pitcher of lemonade with the other, she nods at him to follow her so they can sit outside on the villa's balcony. Might as well enjoy her faux life while she can. If this isn't real, then she's assuming this isn't her house which is a shame because it's nice. ]

I stress bake, and now I'm gonna stress eat, so help yourself.

[ Except...why was she baking so much? What does she even have to be stressed about? ]