Following her nose, tracking the bacon like a bloodhound, Valerie finally rolled into the kitchen and immediately chuckled at the sight she was presented with. Loud music was blasting from mounted speakers, loud enough to mask Valerie's arrival, as Percy gyrated and danced his way around the kitchen.
His dance moves were absolutely terrible, looking more like he was being tazed whilst he was being attacked by bees, but the goofy smile on his face was one of someone who couldn't care less.
Jinu was also present, having been dolled up by the dancing idiot in a tall, white chefs hat and a 'Kiss the Cook' apron. The mechanical man was ignoring Percy's spastic dance moves as he focused on the frying pan in front of him.
He was watching it with deep intent as the contents hissed and sizzled, but it was not the bacon that she had smelled. They were making pancakes.
