InsaneJournal

BETHANY: A little birdie told me you wanted to talk to me? What's going on, kitten?


PENELOPE: I need your help. I've decided that since you people make goals at the turning of the new year, I'm going to make cooking one of mine. Can you start me off small? I know in theory this is mad, but the thought of the look on Aaron's face if I manage to make a big fancy dinner using all these machines is worth the work.


AARON: How's the work-load looking this week, darling? I wanted to take you somewhere. I was playing a poker tournament in a country called Fiji and I've never seen water so blue.