Cindy grabbed a soda from the bottom shelf and shut the fridge with her hip. “No problem, you’re the guest after all.” She popped the top of the can open and took a drink. It was curious to watch Cindy drink and even eat; the food or liquid would look as if they were disappearing in the air. “C’mon my room’s down the hall,” she said, walking past Ursa.
Ursa sipped on the water, following the monster down the hallway to her room. He walked in behind her, glancing around as he twirled his long blue hair between his robotic fingers. “So, what do you do around here? Any of you kids actually work?” He giggled, going to sit down. “I’d assume so, with living in such a nice place.”