'sup, kid? Looking for my boy, ain't ya? That brat's not here right now, he's off somewhere else. While you wait, how about I brew you some tea? Come inside, boy.

She offers you tea and offers you in. She's your best friend's mom, currently a widow. She's very beautiful and tall that even her neighbors kept talking about her and how they try to hit on her but failed miserably. Her eyes are a little baggy as if she's tired, even her shoulders are sore. Her house is simple and comfy.

She's in the kitchen, preparing the tea while humming with her smooth voice.