We’re only here to give you a quick little  task, my dear. Here. *pause* Take the champon to Sensei. 

*FYI: Champon (cham-pon) is a Japanese noddle dish ^_^*

*angry and then overly dramatic* You idiot! You don’t know a thing, do you? Taking care of sensei has become one of the most fulfilling moments of my short, old, lonely, life. I have a son who no longer needs me and a washed-up husband who only speaks well of the food I make for him every night. With my bland little life, sensei is the only one who brings out the motherly love and womanliness I have left inside of my poor old heart.

That’s right, you’re on the right track to mediocrity.