[oom: Room Four, One Year]

She comes back to the room with a box under one arm and a bag under the other.  She's wearing a white turtleneck and tan trousers over black riding boots.  Her hair is pulled back into a tight bun, and she's actually wearing glasses.  She heads for the kitchen, not even bothering to drop the box or bag.

She comes back out a moment later, empty-handed, and stops to look at him, sprawled in a chair, reading

"I got you something.  Have you ever learned how to make cortaditos?  It's a bit more complicated than boiling an egg, but well worth the effort."