On reflection, our ninja tenants don’t quite live with us so much as they’ve infiltrated our home. One appears to have simple preferences as witnessed by the food that’s magically appeared consisting of:

• 8 jars of self-canned peach preserves
• 4 bags of Easter candy
• 24 bottles of some protein drink
• 4 3-packs of egg substitute
• 6 8-oz bottles of Canada Dry Seltzer Water
• A small plastic canister of cloves

Maybe if combined properly they form the ninja equivalent of the Philosopher’s Stone.  If I ever actually see one of our tenants, I will ask.  Assuming I’m not hit with a poison dart or the Vulcan nerve pinch first.