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[ibedeadpeople]

Who: Apartment O + you? door is open
When: Day 32, evening
Where: Apartment O
What: family dinner...?

[There is a stew bubbling happily over the fire; leaf "platters" and shish-kebabs(? something-chunks on sticks), salad, a somewhat overcooked stirfry, and a gourd filled with fruit chunks in milky liquid are arranged on the kitchen counter.]

Okay, guys, get it while it's hot!

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[byallmeans]

I'm making sure everyone has enough.

[Continues. :|b]

[ibedeadpeople]

They will, it'll be fine.

[byallmeans]

[Ignooooore. Hands her a plateful when he's finished, then picks up some chopsticks of his own to start eating.]

Here.

[ibedeadpeople]

[takes it, but sets it back on the counter]

I'll make sure everyone else has enough, first.

[byallmeans]

If they don't, I'll just go get more.

[ibedeadpeople]

No, this is my meal, I'll take care of it. You just relax for once.

[byallmeans]

[This look probably hints at what he thinks of that. :/ He pushes the plate on the counter back into the corner so no one thinks about taking it.]

Stubborn doesn't suit you.

[ibedeadpeople]

I should be more 'ladylike'?

[byallmeans]

You should listen to people sometimes.

[But he's going to start eating. :|b]

[ibedeadpeople]

[good. ...watching for a reaction while trying hard not to look as if she is]

[byallmeans]

[No visible reaction, but that's not surprising.]

...it's not bad.

[ibedeadpeople]

[lets out a breath]

It's better, right?

[byallmeans]

It's cooked at least. Most of it, anyway.

[Going to stick that shish kebab back in the fire, undercooked side down.]

[ibedeadpeople]

Whoops. Well, it'll be fine once we get an oven.

[byallmeans]

We're not getting an oven.

[ibedeadpeople]

Grac--er, Mami said she'd make us delicious cakes, and those are two words I really like.

[byallmeans]

"Delicious" and "cakes?"

[ibedeadpeople]

Yup~ Even you can't hate on that.

[byallmeans]

Not if she can make them from what we get from nature.

[ibedeadpeople]

That's an issue you'll have to take up with her. My baking expertise begins and ends around 'frozen pizza'.

[byallmeans]

I'll mention it.

[ibedeadpeople]

I'm sure you will.

[she is also sure she's not getting into this further until he's cleaned his plate]

[byallmeans]

[Takes the shish kebab back out of the fire, now that it's done, and starts on the salad while it's cooking. Om nom food.]

Isn't there some kind of bread you can make on an open fire? Maybe she could do something like that.

[ibedeadpeople]

Burnt?

[byallmeans]

Not burnt. Some sort of flat bread.