Hey, I coulda been an asshole and said 'age before beauty' but I'm feelin' nice tonight.
[ Jesse laughs, obviously joking. He wiggles his brows at the wink and then follows along to the booth in the rear of the restaurant next to the windows. It's a seat he would've chosen anyway, sort of tucked away in their own corner but also giving him a good viewpoint of outside and the front doors. He doesn't bother opening the menu, already having decided on a grand slam and bottomless mimosas to start with. He's just going to be boring with their classic pancakes. Can't go wrong with those. ]
I think they got some pumpkin spice ones for fall, too. I'm just going with the classic. Too many flavors and it gets weird with the side of scrambled eggs.
[ Jesse makes a face at the thought, drumming his fingers absently on the table as he waits for the waitress to approach. He can never sit still. ]
[Nikki playfully pouts at him. They settle in the booth. There's music playing from a jukebox, but not one of those vintage ones. It's digital where a person could download an app and pick songs. Right now, it's playing something from the eighties which she's kinda into. She doesn't mind the way his fingers drum on the table. The waitress is an old seasoned gray hair who looks like she doesn't take any shit. Nikki gives her a cheery grin that doesn't change her demeanor one bit.]
Bottomless mimosas please! We'll take a carafe to start with.
[She asks for a glass of water too because hydrating is important. She decides on what she wants and sets the menu down to give Jesse her full attention.]
Hah; no way! I know better than to guess a girl's age.
[ Jesse laughs and shakes his head a little. That's one quick ticket to the doghouse in his book. He stops with his drumming when the waitress arrives. She doesn't look amused to begin with and he's not about to give her any reason to get annoyed with them for real. ]
I'll take a water, too. And a grand slam. Regular pancakes, scrambled eggs, and a side of hashbrowns.
[ He would've gotten a coffee, too, but he figures he's better off caffeinating himself at the end of their meal if he feels like he needs a pick-me-up after the booze. Champagne tends to go straight to his head. ]
[ His laughter is infectious. She's giggling along with him. Their laughter will only flow even easier once they start sipping mimosas. After Jesse puts in his order, she orders the strawberry cheesecake pancakes plate, choosing her eggs to be over easy instead. She requests her bacon be extra crispy before adding a gracious thanks to their waitress. The woman only gives them a nod before leaving to put their order in. Nikki is determined to win her over by the end of this. ]
So got any big plans for tomorrow? Or can I keep you out all night?
[ Not that she plans too, but she likes ribbing him a little. The night is young anyway. ]
[ Jesse just grins and taps his temple twice as if saying he's got it all figured out up there. He doesn't. Obviously. But, hey, he's never going to protest someone calling him smart. It's too often that he hears the opposite, so it's kind of a nice change for once. Jesse watches the waitress walk away, making sure that she's completely out of earshot and eyesight before he turns back towards Nikki. ]
Yo, one wrong move with this broad and I feel like I'm gonna get a side of cyanide to go with my pancakes.
[ He's joking. Mostly. Hopefully. He'll have to try laying on the charm next time she comes around. Maybe with their forces combined they can make her crack a smile. Or hopefully, at least avoid getting their food fucked with in the kitchen. ]
Big plans? Nah. I'm on call for work later on but I'm pretty free. We'll see if you're still hangin' with me after that jug of mimosas they're whippin' up for us.
[ Nikki laughs at his remark. He's not wrong. They're both going to have to lay on the charm and sweet talk with her. Definitely leave her a big tip for putting up with all the bullshit she has to deal with here. She shoots Jesse a look as she sits up a little. She rests her arms on the table and leans forward. She's never been one to turn down a challenge. ]
Oh, please. I'll be the one helping you into bed tonight after all these mimosas. I can put them away like a champ.
[ She's pretty good at holding her alcohol. She's one many a bad completion knocking back shots and remaining standing. The only person who's ever really beat her was Jen, and that's not really fair given her She-Hulk side has a way faster metabolism. ]
[ He smiles a little, rubbing at the back of his neck idly. He's glad that he can make Nikki laugh. It feels good. It helps that she has a nice smile, too. It kinda makes him feel all warm inside. Jesse clears his throat, trying to ignore the feeling and pay attention to what she's saying. ]
Uh huh. Sure. We'll see who helps who to bed.
[ He grins, always up for a challenge. He's no lightweight considering he partakes on a fairly regular basis, but he also knows he's on the skinny side. His fast metabolism might give him a bit of an advantage, though, so really it's a toss up. Either of them have the potential to win. ]
Pretty boy?
[ Jesse's mouth falls open and then he puts on his game face. ]
Oh, it's on now.
[ And, as if on cue, their drinks arrive. Two ice waters, two extra glasses, and a whole jug of pre-mixed champagne and orange juice. The food shouldn't be much longer, but Jesse wastes no time in filling each of their glasses. ]
[ The look on his face when she calls him pretty boy is priceless. She realizes she really likes eliciting a reaction out of him. Whether it's laugh and a smile or something like that challenging look on his face. He's determined to win, but then again, so is she. It's going to be a fun game to see who can outlast the other. When the waitress returns with their drinks, Nikki thanks her in a sweet as pie tone which seems to have no effect on her. The waitress barely even registers them before they're left to their own devices.
Reaching out for the jug, she pours them both a healthy serving of the mimosas. There's no tasteful and classy servings here. She grabs her glass and raises it to him in toast. ]
Here's to you, Jesse. For not only holding me down tonight when you didn't have to, but also because I'm going to drink you under the table. I hope you remember this moment.
[ She's got a shameless grin on her lips. She clinks her glass against his and takes a generous sip. The champagne isn't good at all, but she doesn't care. It does the job. ]
[ Even if Jesse's palate was accustomed to fancy champagne (it's not), he wouldn't expect anything but the cheap stuff at a chain restaurant. At least it's not super watered-down like any of the cocktails they serve. Besides, the orange juice does a good enough job masking the taste. ]
Oof, these are gonna be dangerous.
[ Jesse eyes his glass after he swallows some of the drink, remarking at how easy it is to sip. They taste decently strong, too. At least there are plenty of cabs and Ubers around that nobody's have to drive after this.
It's not much longer before their plates arrive, hoisted on a big, circular tray balanced om the waitresses shoulder. He watches her, impressed, knowing the plates would never make it more than a foot or two out of the kitchen if he tried pulling a stunt like that. He thanks her and puts on the most charming smile he can muster. It gets the slightest upward twitch at the corners of the waitresses mouth. It's not quite a smile, but they're making progress.
The plates are set down one at a time in front of them and Jesse reaches for the syrup, drizzling some.over his pancakes before he sprinkles his eggs with some salt and pepper. If he's gonna beat her at downing mimosas, he definitely needs some food in his stomach first. ]
Oh man, this all looks so good.
[ Jesse all but moans the words before wasting no time in digging in, cutting a wedge out of his pancake stack and shoveling it into his mouth. His eyes roll back dramatically as he savors the taste. ]
[The mimosa goes down her throat, chasing the liquor already in her system. It's a good reminder that she really needs to eat something. Thankfully, after a few sips, she sees their waitress holding a tray of all their plates like it's nothing. She's a certified badass, and she tells her so. That along with Jesse's charming smile gets a little bit of a positive reaction out of her.
Nikki rubs her hands together as their food is placed before them. She eagerly gets the syrup after him and adds it to her pancakes. She even does a drizzle on her bacon because she likes it like that. With her fingers, she picks up a strip and nibbles on it.]
This was a great idea. You are a genius.
[She grabs her fork and cuts into her pancakes eagerly. There's strawberries and whipped cream and a cream cheese drizzle that looks amazing. The first bite earns a happy little moan.]
[ Jesse slathers some butter onto the top pancake, then drowns the short stack in a healthy helping of syrup. He's been known to go days without a decent meal sometimes, so when he does eat, he tends to really pack it in. Jesse drags a strip of bacon through the spreading puddle of syrup surrounding his pancakes and eats it, sucking the tip of his thumb and index finger afterwards. Okay, so maybe he doesn't have the most elegant manners, but he at least chews with his mouth closed and grabs a napkin to wipe his mouth. ]
It was, huh? Can we, uh, get that on record?
[ Jesse jokes, of course, but it's not every day he's called a genius. Quite the opposite, usually. But that's another conversation for another day. Or, more likely, for never. He'd rather get his teeth pulled out one at a time than spend any unnecessary time talking about Mr. White. ]
Good, right? Denny's is the shit. Can't go wrong.
[ He spears a piece of sausage and takes a bite before putting the rest of it into his mouth and then starts digging into his stack of pancakes. Perhaps he should have made the competition about eating rather than drinking with how quickly his meal is disappearing already. It feels like the plates had just barely been set down and he's already halfway through his plate. He switches over from pancakes to eggs and then takes a breather to gulp down some of his mimosa. He has to leave room for the drinks, after all. ]
So what d'you do around here for fun? When you're not, like, jacking random dudes' phones?
[Maybe it's the liquor from earlier and now the mimosa, but she's momentarily distracted by the way he sucker his fingers clean of syrup. She hides it with another drink of mimosa followed by a happy bite of syrupy pancake. She laughs at his joke, the little play on words. Being in the legal field, she totally appreciates it.]
You can even get me on video. Jesse Pinkman, hot genius. Endorsed by Nikki Ramos.
[She squeezes some ketchup and hot sauce onto her eggs and hash browns. She likes it particularly spicy. She hums with satisfaction when she digs in.]
Eat, drink, see what kind of trouble and adventure the night brings me. So far, this evening is ranking pretty high on my list of nights.
[She appreciates that he doesn't have a lot of questions about why she's got this guy's cellphone. She's turned it off and left it in her purse for later.] Seriously though, thanks for your help. You're a real one.
On video--even better, and with an endorsement to boot! If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to suck up to me for somethin'. But, uh, seeing as you already got your favor...
[ He trails off, implying that that isn't the reason for why she's being so nice. A little flirty even? Of course, that could also totally just be the liquor. On either or both of their parts. The squeeze of ketchup on her eggs get a little bit of a look, but he can appreciate the hot sauce, and he, too, grabs the tabasco to shake some onto what's left of his cheesy scrambled eggs. ]
Sounds like a good time. Maybe I can tag along more often.
[ It's not like he has much else to do, at least if he isn't working. Time away from the lab generally consists of him bumming around his house, grabbing something to eat, or hitting a local bar. Nothing too exciting. It's more fun with company, anyway.
Jesse's used to doing things and seeing things without questioning too much. Some things are just better left unsaid. Besides, if he pries, that means she has every right to do it back to him and he'd like to avoid lying to her too much. It always leaves a bad taste in his mouth, even if he does what he has to in order to protect himself and the business. ]
It was no problem. Besides, I might get some extra sympathy from the ladies once this bruise settles in.
[ Jesse laughs, half-joking as he gestures to his eye. It's still a little swollen and the redness is settling in. It'll start bruising before the night's over, by the looks of it. ]
[Maybe she's being a little flirty. Nikki is flirty nature truthfully, but she's definitely got an appreciation for Jesse. He's cute, but his loyalty and reliability alone is enough to pique her interest. He's good people, and there aren't too many of those nowadays.
She sees the look on his face when she squirts the ketchup on her food. She takes a pointed, happy bite.]
Don't judge. It's delicious!
[She finishes off her mimosa and pours them both a fresh glass. She's got a pleasant buzz going. She still feels bad about his black eye though. And if he's not interested, she offers.]
If you need a wingwoman, I can totally talk you up to the ladies. I'll tell them how you heroically stepped in to keep some creep from bothering me. Girls love that shit.
[ Hey--flirtation never hurt anybody. You definitely won't hear Jesse complain about it, of all people. Besides. He thinks Nikki's kind of hot, and she has a good sense of humor (which is decidedly more important to him than looks are anyways). ]
No judging. I just can't do the whole ketchup and eggs thing. And I love ketchup. There's just something about the combination that I can't stomach. Totally do you, though. I ain't tryin' to 'yuck' your 'yum' or anything.
[ Jesse shrugs and then finishes off his glass, reaching for the jug to start on round two. This is supposed to be a competition, after all, though he has a feeling they'll both end up drunk and losing count anyway. ]
Nah, no wingwoman necessary. I was mainly joking. Might get us a couple brownie points with our hard-to-crack waitress, though. Or maybe that's the reason she seemed so irritated with me when I first walked in. I dunno. She ain't exactly easy to read.
[She giggles at the turn of phrase. Not because she's never heard it, but she just doesn't expect Jesse to use it. She takes another sip of her mimosa though it's a bigger one. She's feel confident in herself now that she's getting food in her stomach.]
You're telling me. But I think you're wearing her down. She almost even smiled that last time. Just keep that charm up.
[She glances over where the waitress is refilling ketchup bottles. She looks like she's in the zone, not bothering to check on them while they are. Nikki is cool with that. They have e writhing they need anyway.]
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Date: 2022-10-24 01:37 am (UTC)[ Jesse laughs, obviously joking. He wiggles his brows at the wink and then follows along to the booth in the rear of the restaurant next to the windows. It's a seat he would've chosen anyway, sort of tucked away in their own corner but also giving him a good viewpoint of outside and the front doors. He doesn't bother opening the menu, already having decided on a grand slam and bottomless mimosas to start with. He's just going to be boring with their classic pancakes. Can't go wrong with those. ]
I think they got some pumpkin spice ones for fall, too. I'm just going with the classic. Too many flavors and it gets weird with the side of scrambled eggs.
[ Jesse makes a face at the thought, drumming his fingers absently on the table as he waits for the waitress to approach. He can never sit still. ]
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Date: 2022-10-24 12:22 pm (UTC)[Nikki playfully pouts at him. They settle in the booth. There's music playing from a jukebox, but not one of those vintage ones. It's digital where a person could download an app and pick songs. Right now, it's playing something from the eighties which she's kinda into. She doesn't mind the way his fingers drum on the table. The waitress is an old seasoned gray hair who looks like she doesn't take any shit. Nikki gives her a cheery grin that doesn't change her demeanor one bit.]
Bottomless mimosas please! We'll take a carafe to start with.
[She asks for a glass of water too because hydrating is important. She decides on what she wants and sets the menu down to give Jesse her full attention.]
I'm ready to order when you are.
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Date: 2022-10-24 03:57 pm (UTC)[ Jesse laughs and shakes his head a little. That's one quick ticket to the doghouse in his book. He stops with his drumming when the waitress arrives. She doesn't look amused to begin with and he's not about to give her any reason to get annoyed with them for real. ]
I'll take a water, too. And a grand slam. Regular pancakes, scrambled eggs, and a side of hashbrowns.
[ He would've gotten a coffee, too, but he figures he's better off caffeinating himself at the end of their meal if he feels like he needs a pick-me-up after the booze. Champagne tends to go straight to his head. ]
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Date: 2022-10-25 02:09 am (UTC)[ His laughter is infectious. She's giggling along with him. Their laughter will only flow even easier once they start sipping mimosas. After Jesse puts in his order, she orders the strawberry cheesecake pancakes plate, choosing her eggs to be over easy instead. She requests her bacon be extra crispy before adding a gracious thanks to their waitress. The woman only gives them a nod before leaving to put their order in. Nikki is determined to win her over by the end of this. ]
So got any big plans for tomorrow? Or can I keep you out all night?
[ Not that she plans too, but she likes ribbing him a little. The night is young anyway. ]
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Date: 2022-10-25 05:22 am (UTC)Yo, one wrong move with this broad and I feel like I'm gonna get a side of cyanide to go with my pancakes.
[ He's joking. Mostly. Hopefully. He'll have to try laying on the charm next time she comes around. Maybe with their forces combined they can make her crack a smile. Or hopefully, at least avoid getting their food fucked with in the kitchen. ]
Big plans? Nah. I'm on call for work later on but I'm pretty free. We'll see if you're still hangin' with me after that jug of mimosas they're whippin' up for us.
[ Jesse wriggles his brows. Challenge accepted? ]
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Date: 2022-10-25 12:27 pm (UTC)Oh, please. I'll be the one helping you into bed tonight after all these mimosas. I can put them away like a champ.
[ She's pretty good at holding her alcohol. She's one many a bad completion knocking back shots and remaining standing. The only person who's ever really beat her was Jen, and that's not really fair given her She-Hulk side has a way faster metabolism. ]
Let's see you keep up with me, pretty boy.
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Date: 2022-10-26 03:19 am (UTC)Uh huh. Sure. We'll see who helps who to bed.
[ He grins, always up for a challenge. He's no lightweight considering he partakes on a fairly regular basis, but he also knows he's on the skinny side. His fast metabolism might give him a bit of an advantage, though, so really it's a toss up. Either of them have the potential to win. ]
Pretty boy?
[ Jesse's mouth falls open and then he puts on his game face. ]
Oh, it's on now.
[ And, as if on cue, their drinks arrive. Two ice waters, two extra glasses, and a whole jug of pre-mixed champagne and orange juice. The food shouldn't be much longer, but Jesse wastes no time in filling each of their glasses. ]
Cheers, yo. You're going down.
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Date: 2022-10-26 12:22 pm (UTC)Reaching out for the jug, she pours them both a healthy serving of the mimosas. There's no tasteful and classy servings here. She grabs her glass and raises it to him in toast. ]
Here's to you, Jesse. For not only holding me down tonight when you didn't have to, but also because I'm going to drink you under the table. I hope you remember this moment.
[ She's got a shameless grin on her lips. She clinks her glass against his and takes a generous sip. The champagne isn't good at all, but she doesn't care. It does the job. ]
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Date: 2022-10-26 02:31 pm (UTC)Oof, these are gonna be dangerous.
[ Jesse eyes his glass after he swallows some of the drink, remarking at how easy it is to sip. They taste decently strong, too. At least there are plenty of cabs and Ubers around that nobody's have to drive after this.
It's not much longer before their plates arrive, hoisted on a big, circular tray balanced om the waitresses shoulder. He watches her, impressed, knowing the plates would never make it more than a foot or two out of the kitchen if he tried pulling a stunt like that. He thanks her and puts on the most charming smile he can muster. It gets the slightest upward twitch at the corners of the waitresses mouth. It's not quite a smile, but they're making progress.
The plates are set down one at a time in front of them and Jesse reaches for the syrup, drizzling some.over his pancakes before he sprinkles his eggs with some salt and pepper. If he's gonna beat her at downing mimosas, he definitely needs some food in his stomach first. ]
Oh man, this all looks so good.
[ Jesse all but moans the words before wasting no time in digging in, cutting a wedge out of his pancake stack and shoveling it into his mouth. His eyes roll back dramatically as he savors the taste. ]
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Date: 2022-10-27 01:38 pm (UTC)[The mimosa goes down her throat, chasing the liquor already in her system. It's a good reminder that she really needs to eat something. Thankfully, after a few sips, she sees their waitress holding a tray of all their plates like it's nothing. She's a certified badass, and she tells her so. That along with Jesse's charming smile gets a little bit of a positive reaction out of her.
Nikki rubs her hands together as their food is placed before them. She eagerly gets the syrup after him and adds it to her pancakes. She even does a drizzle on her bacon because she likes it like that. With her fingers, she picks up a strip and nibbles on it.]
This was a great idea. You are a genius.
[She grabs her fork and cuts into her pancakes eagerly. There's strawberries and whipped cream and a cream cheese drizzle that looks amazing. The first bite earns a happy little moan.]
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Date: 2022-11-08 05:39 am (UTC)It was, huh? Can we, uh, get that on record?
[ Jesse jokes, of course, but it's not every day he's called a genius. Quite the opposite, usually. But that's another conversation for another day. Or, more likely, for never. He'd rather get his teeth pulled out one at a time than spend any unnecessary time talking about Mr. White. ]
Good, right? Denny's is the shit. Can't go wrong.
[ He spears a piece of sausage and takes a bite before putting the rest of it into his mouth and then starts digging into his stack of pancakes. Perhaps he should have made the competition about eating rather than drinking with how quickly his meal is disappearing already. It feels like the plates had just barely been set down and he's already halfway through his plate. He switches over from pancakes to eggs and then takes a breather to gulp down some of his mimosa. He has to leave room for the drinks, after all. ]
So what d'you do around here for fun? When you're not, like, jacking random dudes' phones?
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Date: 2022-11-08 01:29 pm (UTC)You can even get me on video. Jesse Pinkman, hot genius. Endorsed by Nikki Ramos.
[She squeezes some ketchup and hot sauce onto her eggs and hash browns. She likes it particularly spicy. She hums with satisfaction when she digs in.]
Eat, drink, see what kind of trouble and adventure the night brings me. So far, this evening is ranking pretty high on my list of nights.
[She appreciates that he doesn't have a lot of questions about why she's got this guy's cellphone. She's turned it off and left it in her purse for later.] Seriously though, thanks for your help. You're a real one.
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Date: 2022-11-08 02:39 pm (UTC)[ He trails off, implying that that isn't the reason for why she's being so nice. A little flirty even? Of course, that could also totally just be the liquor. On either or both of their parts. The squeeze of ketchup on her eggs get a little bit of a look, but he can appreciate the hot sauce, and he, too, grabs the tabasco to shake some onto what's left of his cheesy scrambled eggs. ]
Sounds like a good time. Maybe I can tag along more often.
[ It's not like he has much else to do, at least if he isn't working. Time away from the lab generally consists of him bumming around his house, grabbing something to eat, or hitting a local bar. Nothing too exciting. It's more fun with company, anyway.
Jesse's used to doing things and seeing things without questioning too much. Some things are just better left unsaid. Besides, if he pries, that means she has every right to do it back to him and he'd like to avoid lying to her too much. It always leaves a bad taste in his mouth, even if he does what he has to in order to protect himself and the business. ]
It was no problem. Besides, I might get some extra sympathy from the ladies once this bruise settles in.
[ Jesse laughs, half-joking as he gestures to his eye. It's still a little swollen and the redness is settling in. It'll start bruising before the night's over, by the looks of it. ]
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Date: 2022-11-08 02:54 pm (UTC)She sees the look on his face when she squirts the ketchup on her food. She takes a pointed, happy bite.]
Don't judge. It's delicious!
[She finishes off her mimosa and pours them both a fresh glass. She's got a pleasant buzz going. She still feels bad about his black eye though. And if he's not interested, she offers.]
If you need a wingwoman, I can totally talk you up to the ladies. I'll tell them how you heroically stepped in to keep some creep from bothering me. Girls love that shit.
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Date: 2022-11-08 03:06 pm (UTC)No judging. I just can't do the whole ketchup and eggs thing. And I love ketchup. There's just something about the combination that I can't stomach. Totally do you, though. I ain't tryin' to 'yuck' your 'yum' or anything.
[ Jesse shrugs and then finishes off his glass, reaching for the jug to start on round two. This is supposed to be a competition, after all, though he has a feeling they'll both end up drunk and losing count anyway. ]
Nah, no wingwoman necessary. I was mainly joking. Might get us a couple brownie points with our hard-to-crack waitress, though. Or maybe that's the reason she seemed so irritated with me when I first walked in. I dunno. She ain't exactly easy to read.
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Date: 2022-11-08 03:27 pm (UTC)[She giggles at the turn of phrase. Not because she's never heard it, but she just doesn't expect Jesse to use it. She takes another sip of her mimosa though it's a bigger one. She's feel confident in herself now that she's getting food in her stomach.]
You're telling me. But I think you're wearing her down. She almost even smiled that last time. Just keep that charm up.
[She glances over where the waitress is refilling ketchup bottles. She looks like she's in the zone, not bothering to check on them while they are. Nikki is cool with that. They have e writhing they need anyway.]
So what else do you not like food wise?