The open concept room was more like a parlor. It led to a kitchen that was so retro that it almost didn‘t look believable. The sink was a farmhouse style; the web like cracks beneath the old porcelain‘s patina was a testament to its authenticity. She walked over to the stove and opened the oven.

"It‘s real." Riley said proudly as if reading her mind. "There‘s a box of matches on the shelf there. You‘ll have to use them to start the flame. Other than that it works ...