Nobody worry about the small explosion in the community kitchen just now. We are not being invaded or sucked into another alternate reality or turned into mannequins or anything awful. That was just, um, soup. Or, rather, it was supposed to be soup, it started to be soup, and then... something happened. But everything's fine and only one of the microwaves was hurt and it will be replaced this time tomorrow. Also, everything is coming off the ceiling very nicely. So, yes, all is well aside from the ongoing apocalypse. And the fact that I am now determined to win at cooking even if I die in the attempt. Well, if they didn't want me destructively bored my parents shouldn't have grounded me.
Grandma
Back home we used to have hot chocolate and watch the news in the evenings, part of my education you always said, and I know the news isn't the same here, not our news but I thought you might like to pick that up? I understand if you're busy but it's a thought. Anyone else could come too.
Anakin
Hey, you're the family mechanical genius right? Would you mind taking a look at the microwave? I have enough money to buy a new one but I feel like if I can get this one fixed I should do that too.