Burned dinner, and nearly the whole building.

His voice pulls her out of her reverie, and she glances around until finding him. He was vaguely familiar to her as well, living in the same complex as her.

"Oh no," she smiles slightly, waving a hand as if to dispel the trouble on her face. At least there's no burning food this time. "There isn't anything wrong. I'm just... deciding on things."