"That is mighty kind of you dere, Verdandi was it?. I like that name, sounds, hrm, strong, ya know?" I chuckle as he speaks, liking the way his accent sounds to my ear as I lead him inside and say, "Thank you. My sisters' names are just as strong but I like mine best."
We enter the kitchen and his eyes light up. I chuckle again, because it's not me he's impressed by more, but my kitchen instead as he offers, "I tell ya though, so nice of ya to offer like this, how bout I is the one who should have to slave over a stove?"
Putting one hand on my hip, I smile wide, tickled as I say, "Men have offered me lots of things over the years but honestly, I don't remember anyone offering to cook for me," except for Edmund ...and Jenna. "But I won't say no, Cookie." I begin gathering items from around the kitchen, eggs, bacon, sausage, and I set them on the large table, asking, "Did you need anything else to get started?"
I have an idea here but I won't tell him, not yet, and maybe I'll see what I need in him. Smiling sweetly, I ask, "Did you want to change first? There's a small restroom right here," and I point out the employee bathroom as I continue, "You should be comfortable before you start. Who'd want to cook in wet clothes?"
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Date: 2010-02-09 06:17 pm (UTC)We enter the kitchen and his eyes light up. I chuckle again, because it's not me he's impressed by more, but my kitchen instead as he offers, "I tell ya though, so nice of ya to offer like this, how bout I is the one who should have to slave over a stove?"
Putting one hand on my hip, I smile wide, tickled as I say, "Men have offered me lots of things over the years but honestly, I don't remember anyone offering to cook for me," except for Edmund ...and Jenna. "But I won't say no, Cookie." I begin gathering items from around the kitchen, eggs, bacon, sausage, and I set them on the large table, asking, "Did you need anything else to get started?"
I have an idea here but I won't tell him, not yet, and maybe I'll see what I need in him. Smiling sweetly, I ask, "Did you want to change first? There's a small restroom right here," and I point out the employee bathroom as I continue, "You should be comfortable before you start. Who'd want to cook in wet clothes?"