<div style="text-align: justify;">Mariya nodded when Vitali mentioned that they could use cooks. That made sense, and it was something she could easily do, as she had been doing it for the past few years, and was quite good at. “That sounds like something I can do, and would enjoy”, she replied, smiling. <br/><br/>Her smile became warmer when Vitali talked about liking a warm meal when returning from space. Holding out a hand, Mariya touched Vitali’s and shook her head. “It will be a pleasure to cook a good meal for the national heroes of the nation”, she stated, feigning a serious expression. <br/><br/>When Vitali talked about picking up a newspaper, Mariya smiled. “I think my mind is still in London”, she commented honestly. “I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that I’m back home. But yes, we should definitely pick up a newspaper. I feel like I have been away for a lifetime”. <br/><br/>On being asked if she would not consider any job to be demeaning, Mariya shook her head immediately. “I’m still the same old girl”, she replied. “Any honest job will do, and I don’t mind hard work, as long as I can earn a decent living”.<br/><br/>Mariya shrugged when Vitali asked what more she had been doing. “Mostly domestic work, but I have done a lot of customer service, so I don’t have a problem taking jobs doing that either”, she replied. <br/><br/>Standing up when Vitali did, Mariya nodded. “Yes. We do need to find me a place before I fall asleep on my feet”, the girl joked. “Any place will do, as long as there is a bed, really. You know me well enough to know I’m a girl with simple tastes”. She waited for Vitali to settle the bill and looped her arm on his so they could leave the place. “It’s really good to be back here and to just… feel like things can work out. I confess I was a little scared to come back and find out I had become too British”.</div>