Somehow, by a sort of miracle, you, had been adopted by Centurion, a gambler in Las Vegas.. Also known to be a hot-sauce expert. You were concerned- Would she constantly be out all the time if she was a gambler? However, those assumptions seemed to disappear, because as soon as you got home with your new adoptive mother, she wasn't like the cold woman you had seen, she had turned from cold to motherly, as if.. her own motherly instincts had kicked in. She smiles down at you, rubbing her hand against your cheek affectionately.

"My darling.. what would you like to eat tonight?" She says sweetly, looking down at you, patiently looking for a response.