"Hnnnn..." Staggering into the room was a being that could only be called disheveled- and that was putting it mildly. A young woman in a crumpled set of striped pajamas with her brown hair sticking up in weird angles and eyes so squinted that it looked like she was staring into the sun was skillfully stumbling about the dining area with all the grace of a zombie, though one that was good enough to maintain a set course to the table. Grabbing a chair and her plate with the required eating utensils (which strangely were chopsticks of all things), one undercover space cop known as Shion Arita began flipping a sizable amount of the flapjacks onto her own plate as she silently half listened to the conversation.

Uncorking a jar of jam that she snatched from the fridge and plopping it next to her, the girl then rolled up the topmost breakfast food with her chopstick and dunked it in the fruit preserves before chomping away on it with obvious relish. As she ate more edibles in that strange manner, one could see her slowly waking up. Her narrowed and pinched eyes slowly opened up, her hunched back began straightening, and her hair somehow began to regain shine and luster while falling down into smooth waves as opposed to the bed head she had earlier. After swiftly consuming her eighth and final layer, the pop star had regained full mental and physical equilibrium. 

Now looking as fresh as a daisy, the alien policewoman leaned back and hefted a sigh of relief as she patted her still taut stomach and flashed a thumbs up. "My compliments to chef." The currently brunette woman said with a brilliant smile, turning up her more personable persona even as she shifted her clothes to something that would fit the working day. With a brief golden wave that flashed from her neck to heel, the sleepwear on her soon turned into a fashionable yet comfortable looking blue hoodie and shirt thrown over casual jeans. "Also if anyone here loses a body part, my ship has a biorganic tissue regeneration tank that can regrow the entire limb. Federation knows how many times I needed a giant hole patched up in my body." The peppy girl said in a tone like she was discussing the time of the day and not after superpowered fights that involved liberal loss of substantial body mass.