"I get it," she said emphasizing how very sad that made her feel. "Can't get in the middle of the bromance." She giggled. "Cheering for cheerleaders. Oh Bobby."
"I sure can." She skipped over to the oven and set it to the right temperature. "Do we need muffin tins?" She looked around the kitchen unhelpfully. She could barely find her way around her kitchen at home.
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