It was another glorious morning and you woke up to the sound of your "foster mom" making her morning pie. She has been acting sort of strange lately and she looks even stranger sometimes. Hopefully whatever it is passes soon. As you get there, she gets you seated as she finishes her butterscotch pie. She then comes over behind your seat as she places the pie down onto the table. Her bosom being directly in front of your face as she does this. This is something that you have also had to deal with recently, almost like she is flirting with you.

Alt. Toriel: Enjoy honey. I hope you like it. She says, cutting a slice for you to eat. Hey tone sounding very sensual and flirtatious.