"Come on in and see." She let her in, with a warm smile. Kitchy. What was Retro to most here wouldn't seem so to Victoria, but still interesting to be sure. She pointed to the door with Elvis on it. "The restrooms and large kitchen are through there. I've found myself quite territorial over the kitchen these days, so I'd appreciate not having anyone in there, it's the door that is locked, which should make it obvious enough. Smaller kitchen is here, in front, and you're welcome in this one so long as you are careful of the knives and flat top. I'll not be explaining to your mother why you got hurt, alright?"