Chyn-ka laughed as she remembered what he said, "Oh good woman who listens to friend of man! Truly so good, eat eat! Shoshka! Bring cheese!" He said and sure enough from the salad trays came a wheel and grater, a big half wheel of cheese big enough to sit in was hauled on a cart, there was a knife to slice off more pieces of the nice white creamy goodness for the sandwich and the grater to sprinkle on the salad. Truly if this was how they just ate lunch they were swimming in the wealth which begged the question of how they got it. Of course, she saw the market on clothing they made but the other ways they could fund such a lavish fortune and livelihood were bewildering. Her father ran a pharmaceutical company the most trusted in the LUC, by no means the biggest, but still, it was known worldwide and she didn't see him living in such a place, not that he'd want to.<br/><br/>As Del got to eat her fill she noticed the uncle Maxim come over to sit beside him wearing a lavish green cloak and walked with a cane. "My good friend tasty as always. Who is this young babushka? Not one of yours I see." Chyn-ka held a hand up.<br/>"This dear friend is Alexanders bride to be. Here soon yes? Da she is a babushka of his, and welcome in our home anytime." The two smiled at her and Maxim held a hand out to her before she noticed he flicked his knife from his sleeve to cut her a piece of cheese, letting it fall he cubed it into 6 pieces before it even hit her plate. Chyn-ka laughed hard in his normal bellow as he slammed a big hand on the table.<br/>"I LOVE! When he does dat..." Maxim was old looking but clearly from the way he flicked his knife was still fairly mentally skilled.<br/>"Pleasure to meet you." He gave a nod before taking to Chyn-ka about going on another hunt soon.