"Here you are, mein herr." Came the young girl with a tray. A plate with a slice of apple and berry pie with some cream on the side. Piping warm. Another plate was also sitting next to it, some Rye bread with a small bowl filled with sugar.

"Zucker und butterbrot, with the "Memory Pie"." She said as she laid the meals down, the small box of thick and preparing butter was placed on the side of toasted bread. She then wiggles her index finger on her right hand and summoning the glass to her hand. Glass on her right, her left hand snapped, and the glass slowly filled with a syrupy brown liquid. After filling, she places it down on the table. "and pikerose Kvass."

She gave a nice cheery smile, and gave a light nod. "Gut appetit, Herr Hen." Before moving back into the kitchen.

The old man gave a warm laugh, "Hahahahaha, some girl isn't she?"