Huh...thanks. [Kind of weird sitting here talking like this like housewives sharing recipes, but Sasha does come across like one of the "good girls." Maybe she does sit around passing recipes with people on Sunday afternoons back home. She finishes stirring the egg mix and finally puts the skillet on the stove and lights it.]
I'm not a black coffee kind of girl. Too strong for me. [Sees the weird looking pot. Ava raises a brow.] What's that for?