"Mommy, will you tell me a story about daddy?" Mana looked at Aria and nodded, waiting for her to settle.
"You look just like him, Aria. His name was Kyle and he was a poor sap with amnesia that I conned. That's how you get a good man, Aria. Look for the ones with no baggage, girlish midriff clothing, and a sucker for helping people. He was a farmer, mostly because I forced him to be. That's another thing hunny, force your man into a profession if he doesn't have one when you meet. Anyway, being a farmer I never expected him to become rich or anything, but I have standards. Money isn't everything, but don't marry a penniless bum or else. Your daddy, though girlish looking, was actually quite skilled with a sword and fire magic."
"One time, your daddy was entertaining your aunties and caught mommy's favourite scarf on fire."
Aria looked up at her mother when she paused, "What happened next?"
"He went to Natalie for some unexplainable injuries and I made matching love-orc sweaters for us. The end, time for bed Aria. Remember what mommy told you."
The Next Day
"Hey, Orland, Leonel, do you guys have jobs?"