"Oh my god, because his butt is adorable. Just because I don't want any dick in me doesn't mean I can't like looking at other body parts!! Oh my god, Aurora, are you telling me that you're a prude???" Her tone was light and teasing, the tip of her tongue sticking out between her lips. The oven behind her beeped, and BB bounced up and off from her standing place to grab the brownie mix and insert it into the heated space.
"Oooo, the desert. I've never been down there, and DC is anything but dry." BB closed the door, turning on the oven light to make sure the tray was comfortably situated between the rack and the warming irons of the oven. She stood up, grabbed the cow timer and turned it to the 45 minute mark. "I came out here for school; also just to get away from parentals, you know? Major culture shock from the East Coast, I mean, everyone's so nice out here. I'm kinda glad guys are over opening the door for every woman they see. Do you know how many times I nearly missed a Metro train because some dude was waiting for me to go in first but I was answering an email on my phone???" She rolled her eyes.
"Oh, you know what? I've got more clips over here, and I can show you my blog! Maybe give you a few tips on using a computer," she teased again, smirking. She walked by Aurora, gently gripping the other woman's elbow to turn her toward the dual sleeping/living space; she let go as she moved across the room to unbury a skinny laptop from beneath one small mountain of clothes. She pushed more to the floor, creating a sitting space for the both of them. "And you should show me some of your reel, if it's on YouTube! Do you have a website? I hope you realize this means I'm going to ask you for an interview at some point. If poor, adorable Rafe Atala had to suffer through one, I think you might have to as well." She sat, opening the laptop, and grinned in Aurora's direction.