Jo grinned, excited at the prospect of attempting this pineapple slicing in mid air. She toed off her shoes leaving them at the door and headed into the kitchen with Kira, probably best to slaughter fruit in the room with easy to clean flooring. "So I'll probably cry if this doesn't work out like it did on tv," she mentioned.
She set the bag of pineapples and other smaller fruit down on the counter and then opened the box of knives. "I think it was this one," she said pulling out the long one with two little spear bits on the end. She handed it, hilt first, to Kira and pulled out a pineapple.