"Well if you happen to like my cooking we can add it part of the wager still," Penny hoped he liked her cooking. She thought what she made was fine and edible but she could be wrong. Her mother was a good cook but it didn't mean it passed on like a genetic trait.
"No I don't mind, I will just get things out while you change. We can have some salad with it." Penny said turning back to him and opening the fridge and pulling out some of the vegetables they would need. She would get them all washed and start chopping a few. She put the vegetables on the counter before finding a chopping board. Lucky for her she had cleaned today finding out where everything was in Percy's kitchen.