Name: Irina Caldwell<br/>Location: Kitchen<br/>Approximate Time: 6:48 AM<br/>Wearing: White shirt and navy sweatpants<br/>Tagging/Mentioned: Sam, Eric, any Caldwell in the kitchen<br/><br/>Watching Sam preen for her cell phone, Irina nods sagely, “Ah, the ol’ anteater-face selfie. A timeless classic!”<br/><br/>She is just futzing around with the toaster when daddy arrives. “Good morning! Would you like a bagel?”<br/><br/>Regardless of the answer, she pops two halves into the toaster and sets it ticking, before opening the refrigerator and retrieving a fruit cup from it. She doesn’t bother dad with a ton of questioning. She just waits for the bagel to pop up.<br/><br/>Sam is being nice. She must want something out of Dad. Probably wants to him to say it’s okay to ditch school today. That or another piercing.