"Perfect, you're here." Elder Kettle grabbed his scarf and hat, smiling. "Thank you for watching them, I won't be more than a few hours." On his way out he grabbed the keys to his car, planning his monthly excursion to town for groceries and the like. It was always an affair when he had to shop because the town was so far away, so it was nice to have reliable help for the kids. "Emergency contacts are on the fridge should you need them, and help yourself to anything." With that, the mahogany door slammed shut, leaving you with the set of porcelain twins, who eyed you curiously.