Noriko didn't seem to notice Miki's bumbling, working busily to finish up her portion of the breakfast.  "Are you almost done, Miki-chan?" she queried, setting a bowl of miso soup next to the steamed rice on the tray, and checking on the tea.  "Master Ichiro-sama's going to be cross if we take<em>too</em>long to wake him up.  Don't forget the sour plum!"