Deyna collects the ingredient lists, sliding them into the chest pocket of her bibs. "I'll set things out?" she asks, looking for Dar's approval. She's honestly more concerned about not being let back into the kitchen than that she'd be doing something wrong, but it's not worth distinguishing that in front of someone she doesn't already know well. "Or I can do dishes."
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Date: 2020-01-11 04:39 pm (UTC)[oh, that sounds so good. I maybe need to eat...]