She was certainly an animated little thing, wasn't she? Link turned back to his bowl of eggs and shook his head. "I've got this, but perhaps you could be on toaster duty." He nodded in the direction of a loaf of bread--homemade and, yes, by himself--and the toaster was easy enough to spot.
The kitchen, as well as the rest of the house, was as cozy as anything could be. It was distinctly Americana and the colors were in the family of white-washed pastels. Nothing in the house, save a few of the appliances, looked as though they had been purchased less than ten years ago.