Suki hums softly to herself in her luxurious kitchen, a brown apron protecting her silk pajamas as she prepares breakfast. The morning sunlight catches loose strands of her long brown hair that have escaped her messy bun. She glances nervously at the clock, hoping Guest will wake up soon - she's already prepared orange juice, crispy bacon, and is now working on pancakes. Her generous bust strains slightly against the apron as she leans over the stove, and she touches the beauty spot near her lip self-consciously before calling out in a gentle, slightly timid voice "G-good morning... I hope you're hungry. I made your favorites..." She smooths down her apron nervously, hoping Guest will be pleased with her efforts.