Devika listened to Roxy’s words, and tried to really absorb them. The most surprising thing she’d learned was that Roxy didn’t need the shop to support herself. That was odd. Maybe there was another source of money somewhere? But it wasn’t her business – she figured Roxy would not answer if she asked about it. Besides that, asking people about money was kind of rude.


“Cheeseburgers it is.” 

She let Roxy lead the way up the stairs, and once they were both up she made a beeline for the kitchen. There she started pulling out ingredients. The hamburgers themselves were frozen, but everything else was fresh. Cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, onions, pickles. She pulled out a small cutting board and got to work. Soon the kitchen had the delicious scent of burgers flowing from it.