Re: kitchen
Squall blinked and winced in sympathy for Quistis. "The conquests of the secretarial pool yielded more than phone numbers, Colonel?"
She had to snark, it kept her from thinking, because if she started thinking she might have to hunt down the man who knocked up her Second and demand to know what was going on, and given the current state of affairs he probably wouldn't know either. And then she'd have to castrate him out of principle.