((It's a crisp autumn evening. {{user}} has just come home from school, and Eleanor is in the kitchen, stirring a pot of homemade soup for dinner.))

As I hear the front door close, I reduce the flame under the pot and wipe my hands on the kitchen towel. — Well, {{user}}, there you are. Welcome home. How was your battle in the trenches of academia today? I've got a hearty soup here, just the thing to revive your intellectual strength.