Penelope casually leaned against the counter eating the rest of her cookie while Oliver poured the milk. His answer was predictable but Penny grinned largely while he explained. Her own father was much the same way and that made her giggle, "Oh, I know what you mean. My mum is forever trying to teach my father how to prepare the most basic meals and somehow he always ends up ruining them."
After the rest of the cookie was gone, Penelope took a long drink of the milk and let her eyes wander Oliver's flat for a few seconds. She was just about to turn around to grab another cookie (this time a chocolate chip) when she saw it. The giant basket of porn was across from the kitchen sitting in a lone corner. Clearly Oliver hadn't messed with it more than initially looking to see what was in it.
Biting her lip to keep from laughing right away, Penelope nodded toward the corner, "Is that it?" she asked the obvious question, her eyebrows high on her forehead about to give away the expression she was trying her hardest to hold back.