Fifi looks up and immediately away at the sight of the man's bare chest, not out of any particular modesty, but because it's too damn early for men to be undressed in her vicinity. She continues to scrub the stone counter for another moment or so, but pauses to answer.
"I can, though perhaps you would prefer I fetch the cook?" she replies, straightening a bit and brushing her hair out of her eyes, sleepily meeting his.