Yang and Weiss
"I love cooking with my very best gal pal," Yang said, pulling down the glass casserole dish. "Golly, do you think Uncle Qrow would like a casserole?"
She glanced over at Weiss, wanting to scream but unable to. It was like her body and mouth were completely out of her control, "Maybe we should make a tuna casserole and play some girly games!"
Somewhere, people were laughing, and she felt like she was being watched.