"That's a major risk, you know. That kitchen out there is mostly used for unpacking takeout." That wasn't entirely true, Carlos thought as he sipped his own water, but his cooking skills were basic at best. "Plus Sarah is really good at pies. She could make chocolate pie. Or chocolate croissants." She'd probably only kill him a little for asking for croissants with only 24 hours notice.
He took a deeper drink of the water and glanced over at Gael. "I'm not sure what we're even cooking for six. Pizza? I could probably make a pizza without it going terribly wrong. Or garlic bread to go along with it. A salad. If you're going to be fancy again, though, you'd better pick a side dish and keep a laser eye on me."
He finished the bottle with another couple of drinks and leaned over Gael to set it on the nightstand. "In any case, if you trust me not to burn down your kitchen I could probably come up with something."
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He took a deeper drink of the water and glanced over at Gael. "I'm not sure what we're even cooking for six. Pizza? I could probably make a pizza without it going terribly wrong. Or garlic bread to go along with it. A salad. If you're going to be fancy again, though, you'd better pick a side dish and keep a laser eye on me."
He finished the bottle with another couple of drinks and leaned over Gael to set it on the nightstand. "In any case, if you trust me not to burn down your kitchen I could probably come up with something."