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Date & Time: Today
Location: Unit 403
Characters: Snow White and Collette!
Summary: Cooking lessons.
Warnings: Nope!

Though she's lived here since December, she hasn't yet had the chance to acquaint herself with her roommate as well as she'd like.

Of course, it's more like she hadn't taken the chance - the first few weeks in Exsilium had been filled with heartache and longing, things she'd let herself be consumed by more than she'd realized. Though still ever present, the pain had subsided somewhat by now; a constant sharp sting in the back of her mind, rather than something all encompassing. She's glad for that tonight, as she wanders into the kitchen and sees Collette already moving around inside.

With a smile, she approaches the girl.

"What are you making?"

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"Chicken," Collette said, looking at the wrapped bundle of meat where it sat, next to the sink. "And rice."

The rice she had all set up and ready to go, sitting on top of the stove in her favorite pot. The chicken was what was currently leaving her stymied.

"I think I'm supposed to do something to the skin."

She hadn't even unwrapped it yet. "I'm not really sure what I should do, outside of bake it. Barbeques aren't a big deal in the 3000's. Who knew?"

"You haven't done this before?"

It's said curiously as she comes to join the girl at the stove. She's become more accustomed to this kind of kitchen since coming here, though it still feels strange; the ovens back home were nothing like this.

"I think what you do to the skin depends on how you're going to prepare it. Do you have a recipe?"

Collette looked embarrassed. A recipe? She'd forgotten about that, even when she'd been looking at them all earlier today. "Um... kind of? I was deciding between two or three," she lied, trying to remember any of the ones that'd looked actually doable. "Do you know any good ones?"

"What are you in the mood for? Something spicy, something more savory? It depends what ingredients we have, too, but I'm sure we could improvise."

She moves to the refrigerator - a very useful and novel machine, in her opinion - opening the door to peer inside at the various foods sitting atop the shelves.

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"Savory," she says quickly, considering how recently she'd gone for spicy with that curry place she and Barnaby had hit up. "Is anything we've got in there right now good for it?"

Rolling herself back, she pulled open the drawer next to her tea drawer. "I picked up a few spices from a lady who was selling off her extras. I don't know if any of them are good, but..." she reached in, pulling out a container of dried rosemary. "Maybe something like this would work for something?"

"We have onions and peppers, we could dice them up if you like vegetables. Do you have garlic in there? That might go well."

She pulls out a pepper and an onion before wandering back to Collette and peering into the open drawer. She looks at the spice with a smile.

"I do like rosemary. Do you have parsley?"

Collette pulls out a baggie, biting down on her lip as she examines the contents. "Is this parsley?" she asks, offering Snow the bag of oregano. "I'm not sure what it's supposed to look like."

She's not even sure she knows what parsley is. That thing you use to make a dish look fancy at the end?

She leans forward to expect the bag, inhaling to catch some of the scent with a smile.

"I think that's oregano, but it could be useful, too."

Turning her focus from the bag and towards the girl instead, she smiles.

"Have you done this before?"

"Made chicken? Not exactly." She glanced toward the bundled chicken breast meat again. "I've helped marinate chicken before for a barbeque. Is it like that? We had to leave them in the fridge for hours."

She seriously didn't want to wait for hours. Hours to marinate, hours (probably, she didn't remember!) to bake?

"How does anyone ever make a meal on time?"

"It shouldn't take that long, as long as it hasn't been in the freezer." The word still feels odd on her tongue, though it's simple enough. Maybe it's more the unfamiliarity with the freezer itself that seems odd.

"If it doesn't have to thaw, we just have to rub in the spices before putting it in the oven, I'd think. I can help you learn how to make more things quickly, if you'd like."

Speaking of quickness, she wonders if they have any side dishes. There's the rice, of course, but that still leaves an absence of vegetables. That gives her another thought, and she looks back at Collette on her way to the refrigerator.

"Do you know how to chop the peppers and onions?"

She nods, figuring chopping was one of the few things she's good at doing. "Yeah, no problem. Most the time the onions don't even make me cry." She knows it depends on the onion itself.

"I can chop them over at the table. Can you hand me one of the bowls over there? I've got the cutting board!"

She nods, pausing on her way to the fridge to reach towards the stack of bowls. Once she's pulled one off the top, she hands it to Collette carefully.

"Do you need a knife, too, or do you already have one?"

"There goes my brilliant plan to cut these all up using just the power of my mind!" Collette grins, settling the bowl into her lap. "I'll get one of the smaller ones. They're probably better for cutting this stuff than the big ones anyway."

That said, she proceeds to pull out another drawer, examining the grand collection of four knives before selecting the paring knife and making her way to the table.

"Who taught you how to cook?" She finds herself curious to know, wondering if it wasn't her mother. The onion is her first victim of choice, pulled onto the cutting board once everything's set upon the table proper.

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