Samsul's grin only widened at Anastasia's teasing. He knew that he probably would tell her all she wanted to know even if she just suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and woke him up. The chances of that were impossibly low, but he was only thinking of that as an example for himself. As the two of them reached the doors to the dining hall, Simon opened up the door like he usually did and waited until Anastasia was inside until shutting the door behind him and walking in. As he took his usual seat, Samsul wondered if Alex would be cooking them lunch as well to get used to how the to of them ate, what times, and all of that. It didn't take very long for said teen to slowly walk out of the door to the kitchen and greet the Queen and himself. "Hello, Queen Anastasia, Sir Samsul..." He said somewhat nervously as he stood there. "What would the two of you like for lunch?"