Miki smiles. " Here, Noriko, I'm closer." She takes one of the bathrobes from the linen closet, carrying it over to Ichiro. 'Maybe we should wait in the bathroom so the Master may preserve his modesty?' she suggests, gently tugging Noriko into the bathroom, closing the door. While Ichiro's getting dressed, she whispers to Noriko. 'He took a bite from the omelet! He didn't even go green or vomit or anything!' She smiles. 'I think I'm getting better at cooking since I started working with you.' Awwww, what a sweetheart. It's not a seduction attempt, though, and a good thing it is, too, because the hot bath would be spoiled by chilled air.