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[porcelainpride]

[One thing can be said for Kurt -- even if he tends a little towards the dainty side, when the chips are down he doesn't mind getting dirty. His beloved yellow jacket has been safely stowed away, and the rest of his clothes are significantly grimier than they were when he arrived.

But he looks as chipper as can be expected -- mostly since he's found his way to the diner and is currently blissful over the fact that, while there isn't a Kitchenaid to be found, at least the stove isn't wood-burning.]

First person to bring me some sort of seafood so I can get this paella off the ground gets to pick dessert.

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[porcelainpride]

Ordinarily, yes, but right now I can't afford to be picky.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[She wraps her arms around his.] Phew! Can you imagine if you'd been difficult about it? [She doesn't say anything about what she means, but that murderous glint is in her eyes.]

Tell you what. You need my help with any of it, you can call me.

[porcelainpride]

I wouldn't be so happy right now, I imagine.

Uhm...if you could find some fancy chocolate that isn't 75% butter and fat, that'd be great.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

I meant like... that thing where you use torches on things. Because I can do that.

I had just started thinking you were smart, Kurt.

[porcelainpride]

Right. Sorry. My bad.

No, nothing needs torching just yet.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

Cool. [Elle looks at the sand on the beach and frowns.]

Maybe there's a store we can get them from. The things we're looking for. [Whatever they were. Elle had already forgotten.]

[porcelainpride]

They'd probably be frozen, but I guess it'd better than nothing.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

Totally. And you don't have to clean them because they come that way. [And she won't have to get her feet dirty. Huzzah.]

[porcelainpride]

Oh right, ew, I forgot the cleaning part.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[Elle goes still and looks at him anew.]

You don't like cleaning, either?

[porcelainpride]

Not cleaning the inside of dead meat, no. Housework is fine.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[Oh. She'd thought she might have something in common with him. But that was stupid. He was normal. Not like her.]

So you do housework, too?

[porcelainpride]

Someone has to.