Star was whistling quietly as she backed into the kitchen, arms laden with a pair of grocery bags, both full mostly of produce. Her head was bobbing along with whatever song she was listening to with one earphone, whatever she was whistling along to.
She turned around, starting just slightly upon finding someone else there, but she smiled a moment later, setting the bags down on the counter and waving a greeting, popping her one earphone out and winding the cord, stuffing it in her pocket as she went about unpacking the bags, fruit going in a bowl on the table, veggies going in the fridge.