[ Ori is quick to wave a flour-covered hand dismissively. ]

I'm fine! I bumped into a table and my jar of flour was open, so it went 'poof!' everywhere.

[ Don't you just hate when that happens! In any case, she steps aside to permit Sana into her home, which is exactly that: beautiful and homey, and almost as covered in plants and flowers on the inside as it is outside. On the aforementioned is a tray of the promised cat cookies, as well as various baking ingredients. ]

Come in, come in! The cookies are on the table, but I was baking bread too!