A scent tinkled her nose. Increasing her sniffing, her mind recalled frying bacon and coffee. Opening her eyes, she stared at a white ceiling. Sitting up, she studied her surroundings. Even with the lack of light coming from the drape covered window, she could tell that she was in a bedroom even if it wasn't her trailer bedroom.

Looking down, she realized she had no clothes on. Then again, Hector did slice open her shirt. The scent of food made her stomach growl. Grabbing the robe from the back of the chair beside the bed, she stood up and put the robe on which proved to be too long for her.

Moving her gaze from her bare feet to the slippers in front of the chair, "Royal treatment," she thought putting the slippers on.

Opening the door, her head slipped out and looked in both directions of the hallway. Walking out and closing the door, she followed the ever growing scent of food towards stairs which she followed downwards.

At the foot of the stairs, she saw a door in front of her. To her right was the living room. Finally to her left where the sizzling sound of fat could be heard was the kitchen.

Standing in the doorway, Kate watched the back of a red head cooking. Her red hair was tied in a pig tail which ran along her back stopping at her waist. Grease flew as she began filling up two plates. Turning the stove off, picking the two plates up, she turned around and stared at Kate.

"Hello," she greeted placing the plates on top of a counter, "Pull up a stool," sitting down on a stool, "You must be famished."

"Who, what, where?" responded Kate.

"Jess, cooking but about to eat, and Rath's house," answered Jess, "Now sat down," pointing towards the empty stool, "and eat. The eggs and bacon are getting cold. You do like to eat don't you?"

"Yes," sitting down.

Staring at her plate then Jess, Kate noticed over Jess's left eye was a batch of gray hair that stood out from the red hair.

Staring at Kate, Jess picked up her fork, scooped up some of Kate's eggs, and shoved it into her mouth.

Chewing, "See not poisonous," quickly drinking her cup of orange juice dry.

"It's not that."

"Then what?"

"Need to use the bathroom."

Smiling, "Down the hallway to your right. It's marked."

"Thank you," getting up and running out of the kitchen.

Chewing on some bacon, "Rath, you know how to pick them?"