Zacarias Martin (Nov 2, 2011 11:33:07 PM)
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Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:37:31 PM)
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Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:37:41 PM)
(You srsly made it pee?)

Zacarias Martin (Nov 2, 2011 11:38:21 PM)
[[lol i am nuts:)]]

Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:39:57 PM)
(obviously) ::It seemed to be a typical night, Zac came home and Luci was already there, dressed in a pair of fitted yoga pants and a v-neck t-shirt, barefoot. The heat was on in the house, and it smelled like dinner.... oh good, Luci already got the takeout....::

Zacarias Martin (Nov 2, 2011 11:41:26 PM)
*undoing his tie and peeling off his jacket he would make his way through the door and close it behind himself. moving easily inside and tossing the jacket annd tie on a nearby chair as he moved towards where she was* Hey baby... what is that? smells wonderful.

Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:46:16 PM)
::and..... he got the shock of his life. Luci.... was in the kitchen. Cooking. No, the place hadn't burnt down... and it actually smelled and looked good. There were little clues that it wasn't perfect. There were two dishes of crepes on the counter that looked perfect, but there were semi-perfect, weirdly-shaped, and disastrous results in the garbage, discarded. The kitchen was -piled- with dishes, and there was chicken with rice and what appeared to be a sherry-mushroom sauce... slightly lumpy, but likely edible. Luci was eyeballing the green beans, as though they should be doing something::

Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:46:57 PM)
Bon nuit, ma cher.... ::said distractedly, still eyeballing the green beans, now frowning::

Zacarias Martin (Nov 2, 2011 11:48:06 PM)
*he smiled and made his way over. sliding up behind her he wrapped his hands slowly around her belly and kissed her upon the neck just under her earlobe* Hey love... need help with anything? *A slight smnuzement to his voice as he thought her staring was adorable, but tinged with a huge appreciation of her gesture*

Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:52:18 PM)
::she leaned against him, arching her neck unconsciously for his kiss, but she was still frowning at the green beans:: I'm trying to determined if they're cooked enough. 'Al dente' doesn't work for vegetables. ::they appeared mildly overdone at this point, yet still salvageable, poking them with a wooden spoon::

Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:53:11 PM)
(omg I'm freezing, but I don't want to turn on the heater)

Zacarias Martin (Nov 2, 2011 11:54:07 PM)
they are done enough.... i prefer having them a bit undercooked actually. Have you been taking lessons from your wife? because this all looks fantastic. *he was holding her close as he spoke to her quietly, though obviously happy about her decision to make him dinner*

Zacarias Martin (Nov 2, 2011 11:54:17 PM)
[[just do it!]]

Lucinde Duboir (Nov 2, 2011 11:58:19 PM)
::she gives him a nudge with her elbow.:: No, I did not. I called Cook at home and asked for a good, simple recipe to make. He said the crepes would be 'easy'. Lying bastard... ::she puts the green beans in the strainer and then moves to get butter::