"'course I do." She said, dumping the mail back into the mailbox for later retrieval, "Usually get lunch there at least once a week, sometimes more." Because it really was that tasty.
She shook her head then, "And I totally neglected to introduce myself, I'm Ronia, Petit's mom, technically. Last time I saw her she was three. And not because I haven't seen her between then and now, but because that's as old as she'd gotten."