From: aguas_santas	Date: January 7th, 2011 11:04 am (UTC)		(Link)

She watched him separate the eggs with serious admiration. "What do you want me to sing?" she teased. She was pretty good, but she didn't sing in the choir at CCI. "We could do a frappe duet."

She wasn't as confident in her ability to add in butter and sugar without seriously screwing it up. She had a feeling she'd end up standing in a cloud of sugar spinning out of the mixer.

She picked up the measured ingredients and started adding them in little chunks. "I'm going to get muffin all over me, aren't I?"

From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 11:08 am (UTC)		(Link)

He shrugged. "I'm sure we can find someone to eat it off you." The cup of flour he was holding went flying as he realized how that sounded. And she was worried she was going to make a mess. He winced and looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "I didn't mean it like that."

	From: aguas_santas	Date: January 7th, 2011 11:10 am (UTC)		(Link)

She doubled over laughing, ignoring the mixer and ingredients she was pouring in. "Oh my god Bobby. Oh my god," she wheezed as she laughed even harder trying to stop.

She bumped her head off the counter as she was standing back up and held her hand on the back of her head. "Owwwwww," she moaned and then laughed some more.

From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 11:15 am (UTC)		(Link)

Covered head to toe in flour and frozen in fear, Bobby didn't know how to react. Should he get her a bag of frozen blueberries for her head? He knew there was one in the freezer just there. "I'm really sorry," he mumbled sheepishly. "Are you okay?"

	From: aguas_santas	Date: January 7th, 2011 11:19 am (UTC)		(Link)

"I'm fine," she insisted, though she winced a bit as she stood up fully. "Just a little bit of an idiot." She laughed and plopped onto a nearby stool. "Cooking is dangerous, Bobby. You didn't properly warn me."

From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 11:31 am (UTC)		(Link)

He squirmed, reddening more and more by the second. "Well I didn't think I was gonna talk about eating muffin mix off you." That was all kinds of dangerous. The talking about it, not so much the doing. Although, that could be dangerous. The thinking about it definitely was. He rubbed his face hard, trying to snap himself out of it.

"I'll do the flour again. And try not wear it this time." He looked down at himself. A cup of flour went a long way to cover someone.