"Good. I don't want the pressure of being the pretty one. I plan on growing fat and round. You on the other hand...Well, you better keep in shape so my eyes don't wander."
Patricia wasn't much better in the kitchen but she refused to ruin perfectly good chocolate. She had also had enough fried food to know when things were looking right and when they were looking horribly wrong. She went to work dipping the chocolate bars in the batter, dropping them in the hot grease with a satisfying hiss.