Waiting the storm

Jocelynn shrugged. "Fine two breakfast skillets." she said leaving the desk. She walked to the kitchen area, and started to cook. Adding each item to the skillet as needed. She looked at the pan. "I'm sorry." she mumbled to herself. She hated what she did but she couldn't lose her inn again. She tried to adjust her torn clothes to keep covered. Soon she finished bringing out the skillets for the two. "Sorry I ran out of sausage so I just added extra boar rashers." she told them sitting them down. "Can I get you anything else?" She asked them hoping her day wasn't going to also involve cleaning up a mess of blood. She took another long drag of her pipe. "I need to sit down she mumbled." pulling her yukata to cover her shoulder. It was harder now since it was ripped up.