"Wow, what a place!"

Fuki opens the kitchen cabinets and runs a finger through the dust. Where to start? She thinks to herself. She looks over at the other three and wonders what it is about them that is so intimidating. She glances at the other girl, notices the collar on her neck. A short gasp escapes as she recalls the symbolism. Fuki lowers her eyes as she suspects that she is the company of Doms. She turns away, hoping no one noticed her reactions.

"If you show me to my room, I can unpack and get started. I have plenty of cleaning supplies in my car. In the morning I can run to the store, just make a list."