Lucy handed the milk to Eddie. She didn't think the milk smelled off, but generally her brothers got to the milk first, so they got the enjoyment to sniff said milk.
She'd pulled out tarts which yesterday looked to be some sort of lemon berry (though whether or not they tasted as such remained a mystery until she tried the tarts) and stared.
"Yes, I'm Lucy. Nice to meet you," she added as her head popped out from behind the fridge door. "Yes." Lucy gave up and took a guess as to what food she might be eating.
"Who the hell knows what any of this food is," she said with a slight exhaustion.