"See you, love," Arlia lovingly replied, then headed into the kitchen by following the scent of cooking breakfast, leading her straight to Sarah. "[i]Buongiorno[/i], Sarah," she greeted with one hand gently tapping her shoulder. "Did you rest well last night? Oh, and what are you making? It smells delicious," she asked, then looked at the frying pan and its contents with child-like curiosity.