"Leftovers would be great so that I can take them for lunch tomorrow." She answered simply. As he asked for the source of her inspiration a look of pain and sorrow flashed through her eyes making her look down not wanting to show him the pain that was still fresh in her heart. "Um...My father is my inspiration, He always took such pride in taking care of his loved ones and helped out many of the people in my neighborhood doing whatever he could to help them. He worked long hours at a crappy job but never complained about it a single second." She spoke softly her voice breaking for a second. She cleared her throat and shook away the thoughts looking back up at him mask back in place like she always did when things got too emotional for her. "Anyways thats why I give my all in everything I do and take care of my mother the best I can."