Gert watched how America handled herself. She gave the power of the remote to Molly who cheered and made a face at Chase, racing him to the television where the console was set up. Gert then explained to America, "It's a video game. You pick characters and they beat each other up. But no blood or gore. Rated for 'Comic Mischief and Cartoon Violence.'" She brought her hands up to make quotation marks.
Censorship. Jesus fuck, that stuff was the source of so many problems. Karolina's voice called from the kitchen and Gert nodded, "You grab the plates, I'll get the utensils." She motioned for America to follow her into the kitchen and made her way in.
The apartment wasn't huge, but it was enough for Chase. Gert appreciated that Chase had achieved this independence. She was sort of proud of him. Chase looked at her and gave her a wink before focusing on the game and in the kitchen, Gert opened the cabinet door where, in fact, the plates sat waiting.
"Six," she instructed and then asked Karolina, "So, what are you making?"