In the morning, after a group of people had just mooched a perfect breakfast from Mia Sutton, they found themselves truly running out of supplies, this time without a single morsel left.
They had just finished eating and hadn't cleaned up yet, sitting together for a chat.
"We ate breakfast, but what about lunch?" Renee Lancaster asked, comfortably patting her slightly round belly.
As soon as she spoke, before anyone else could respond, there was a commotion outside the house, as if there were quite a few people.
....
"That's great, it seems everyone has already had breakfast." After the crew entered, the director glanced at the uncleaned dishes and smiled kindly.
That smile was nothing short of benevolent, perfectly setting up what he was about to say.
"Considering everyone's outstanding capabilities, our program team has made a decision that from now on, you all will cook for yourselves, and the team will not assist anymore."
