Cece's mother is cooking. Cece's father is sitting on a chair, drinking some coffee.
Mother: I'm a bit worried about Cece. (tastes the food with a spoon, then she puts the spoon on the table) She called us only when she arrived.
Father(drinking some coffee): I called her earlier but she didn't answer.
Mother: What's the time? I think it's late in U.S.
Father: You are right, she might be sleeping.
Mother(slicing a bread): I'll call her later, when she wakes up. Do you eat the soup with bread?
Father: Chicken soup?
Mother: Yes, with potatoes and carrots. (she puts some soup in a bowl)
Father: Um...yea...yes. (stands up)
