The Chef smiled at the question, glad that is was different than the usual ones that he was asked, like "What's in the food?" or "How long did it take to make it?" or even "Can you ___?" It was a little odd that she would ask for his name, but he thought about her mother and how she loved to know most of the staff on a personal level. He bowed slightly and glanced to Samsul, who looked back at him briefly before disconnecting eyes. "My name is Eric, and I come from the Harall family of chefs!" He spoke in a gleeful tone of voice as he introduced himself. He looked down to Melor who was still at the ground, but looking at the aged chef curiously. He then looked back up to Anastasia and motioned towards the dog. "Would you like for me to get him something as well? Possibly a bone or fresh meat?"