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[pricklybloom]

[ She supposes she'll take what she can get. ]

Oh, pasta? That does sound tasty. [ Admittedly she tries not to eat a lot of pasta (a girl's gotta watch her figure, after all), but she does enjoy it on occasion. ] What's your favorite pasta dish to make?

[prontissimo]

Easy! The first one I ever had: trenette al pesto~ I'm preeeetty much the best at it now. I mean, next to my boss back home— Massimo. He taught me.

[ Braggart. But at least he gives credit where it's due. ]

[pricklybloom]

[ She tilts her head a little. ] Hmm...I don't think I've ever had that before.

[ She recognizes pesto, but that's about it. ]

[prontissimo]

Oh, you're missing out, it's the best human food~ Trenette is kinda like spaghetti, but flatter; you add some potatoes, some green beans, some pinoli, toss it all in pesto...~ Ecco, the best pasta ever!

[ He waves his hands for emphasis as he explains, pinching his fingers together in the air enthusiastically at the end — the way any Italian should describe pasta, surely. ]

[pricklybloom]

The best human food, huh?

[ Because that's a normal thing to say. ]

But that does sound really good. [ Especially with the way he's describing it. ] Do you think you could teach me to make it?

[prontissimo]

[ Totally normal thing to say. Clearly she's not human, so, yeah, let's go with that.

But her reaction does draw a fresher, more excited smile on his face. ]

Yeah-hah, of course~! Hey, you teach me to make cookies and I'll teach you to make pasta, heh. Deal?

[pricklybloom]

[ Completely normal.

But she'll let that go for now. With a grin of her own, she nods. ]

Deal!

[ Catching the light from the window, she pulls out her phone to check the time. ]

Anyway, I should probably get going. I still have some other gifts to deliver. [ Slipping her phone back in her bag, she smiles. ] But let me know when you're free so we can start those cooking lessons, okay?