The Kitchen

*laughs*
If I hated you, I wouldn't go through the trouble of annoying you, to put it simply.
*offers hand to help Arianna up*

*twitches*



*picks self up, obviously avoiding Angelo's hand*

Well, I may not hate you yet, but I certainly will resent you if you continue to trip me. And I'd rather not hate you.

*smiles*

*smiles*
That's a good thing.
I still have a bit of a temper.
*stands up and wrings out rag in sink*

*glares*

Yeah, well so do I.

*pushes Angelo aside to rinse sponge*

*picks up Arianna and sets her aside*
*smirks*
I was here first, Catania.
You can learn to wait in line.

*makes stabbing motions behind Angie's back*


Uhuh, sure. Whatever you say.

*whistles innocently*


*starts to walk away a bit*

*throws dish towel and runs*

*turns around*
*shakes head and chuckles*
*finishes cleaning dishtowels*

*walks back in slowly*

*looks around*

*picks up dishtowel*

Oh, I'm sorry! That must've slipped.

>.>

Of course it did.
*winks*
And you were "accidentally" dropped on your head as a child..

*comes in carrying Pandora*
*mumbles and grumbles*
Are you sure you haven't seen Rizzo at all today?!

*sighs*
Maybe you could at least tell me where Daniella is?

*shrugs*
I don't know.
I'm not much help, but she's been in bed most of the day, I think.
*scratches head*

Yeah, she hasn't been looking very good since i came back. I think I've worried her.

*gets quiet*

*snorts*
Daniella?
WORRY?
*thinks*
Wow, I'm a jackass.
*shuts up*

Ok, thanks.
*eyes the two of them*
I think I'll go find her.

*exits*

*stretches*
Well, I think I'll go to the parlour now..
*leaves*

*continues cleaning dishes*

*decides to head up to room*

*checks cabinet for formula*
Dammit.
*goes upstairs*

*sets down grocery bag*
*places several containers of formula in the cabinets*
*opens one*
*fixes in bottle*
*warms up*
*takes upstairs*

*comes in*
*opens fridge and grabs yogurt*

*notices bags on counter*
Hmm, someone went shopping... O.o
*shrugs and slips down hallway to security room*

*after making Dawn sit she comes into the kitchen*
*she grabs a apple and starts to eat*
*she sits on the table quiety enjoying herself*
Wonder where everyone is...

*comes in kitchen*

Hi Raine! I'm fixing some meat pies. You want?

*starts to get out ingredients*

*stifles laughter*
Meat pies?
*sets Dante's carrier on table*

*sticks out tongue*

Yes, meat pies. I figured if I was cooking, I'd at least make a food that I could sing about.

*rolls up sleeves, still smiling*
Do you need help?

Actually, yes.

Since I like to make my own shells for the pies, I usually have to roll the dough. But now I have you to force into it!