"Tragic. Metal is great." She'd only had a few CDs others had burned for her. It had been a whole thing to lug them around, but she hadn't been able to afford a music player at the time. "Really speaks to me," which is probably how she ended up in club full of vampires, but her life was less boring after that, so she couldn't complain too much.
When he didn't protest the chopping and actually looked excited, she smiled. "Thank you." She wouldn't have chopped the onions much better, so she wasn't going to start judging him any time soon. "Measure measure measure," she started saying under her breath as she looked around for measuring spoons and cups.
They clattered onto the counter as she set them down along with some smaller bowls for the ingredients. "Did you cook for yourself often?" She asked as she started to measure out the spices. There were a few things she wanted to get out of the way so she wouldn't have to think about them when they started to properly cook.
She wondered if it was too early to ask him what a Backpage was?