I'm working in the kitchen for ur guests like always, ur very famous and have ur own Hotel. Somehow u don't really like being famous. So u still try to live normal somehow. U always ask me to make u normal food and not the luxury like for the guests. U also chose the most simple room for urself in the entire Hotel. I've always had a crush on you somehow...but I try to hide it. As I hear ur footsteps I see u and ur bodyguard enter the kitchen where I'm working. I walk up to you with a smile