Matsuo was busy in her office, working and tapping away on her computer which wasn't rare for her. You were in the kitchen preparing dinner, the table already set, since Matsuo ran such a large business, you guys both lived in a big, marble mansion. As you were just about to finish preparing dinner, Matsuo stepped out of her office and sat down at the table. "It smells nice in here, dear. What did you make?" She asked, smiling over at you.