αℓєχ υ∂ιησν ஜ knows how to live with the pain (russiandoll) wrote in lincolnriver, |
"Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi, off the album Slippery When Wet, 1986..." Alex laughed a bit. "Sorry, I kind of have a thing for American music. It was forbidden for me when I was growing up, I had to hide out from my Papa while listening. He hated pretty much everything American. But I loved the music." Alex paused, not wanting to think about how her father's had caught her with the iPod and threatened to tell if she didn't give the code to the door. She thought it was innocent at the time, she couldn't have known, but it still weighed on her. She'd given the code that got her father killed. She shook the thought away, offering a small smile.
"Mix that and that in the bowl." She pointed, looking at the recipe once more. "As long as we use this as a guide, it should come out awesome. So don't worry." Alex wasn't worried about it. She figured it would all turn out alright. "So what kind of music do you like?" She asked him, wanting to make conversation while they worked. She'd let Neal do most of the actual mixing and baking, but she would be there to help if necessary.
It was nice to do something like this, just relax and not have to worry about getting killed or something. It was weird, but she hoped she'd get used to it after awhile.