Momoko shook her head, laughing. "Oh, we'll get dressed. You totally don't want to start making the food, though, for about half an hour... at least."

There was a small thud down the hallway and a small whine started, building into a cry that caused Momoko's head to turn. "Ah! Mei just fell. Make that about 45 minutes!"

And Momoko was gone, moving quickly down the hall to examine and hug her crying daughter.