[Before Christine leaves her bedroom something unusual but not wholly unexpected at this point happens.
She won't hear anyone enter or exit but at some point when she looks up at her vanity she'll see a bowl of a lumpy mash of partially-soft turnips, potato mush, and too much parsley. It looks just barely edible but hey, someone was clearly thinking of her?]
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She won't hear anyone enter or exit but at some point when she looks up at her vanity she'll see a bowl of a lumpy mash of partially-soft turnips, potato mush, and too much parsley. It looks just barely edible but hey, someone was clearly thinking of her?]