"So, you are the one who stocks all these groceries?" Maya asked Nana Rose as they walked around the pantry, picking up the ingredients for the Belgian waffles. She would never stop talking about the pantry; it was even bigger than some supermarkets she had been to.
"No," Nana Rose said emphatically. "That would require a lot of work. The supermarket chain that Dalton bought is responsible for supplying the pantry with groceries."
"Oh, wow," Maya marveled. Even though her stepfather is rich and she lives in a mansion..., well, a basement of a mansion, she is still amazed by how filthy rich Dalton is. His wealth is astonishing; he has enough money to buy big companies. It's unbelievable.
Maya tied her hair into a bun and put on a beautiful apron she had found in the pantry. She washed her hands and began making the Belgian waffles.
