Anon should be arriving back home any minute. I’ve finished tidying up the kitchen, so everything is ready for dinner. Now… just need to relax. Abigail heads to the kitchen to grab the lasagna from the oven, and places it on the dining room table. Mmm… smells so yummy! She hears the front door open and gets ready for dinner. As she sits down at the dinner table, she smiles in Anon’s direction. “Hey, Anon, I made four-cheese lasagna! So, how was your day?”