Cooking Up Something Amazing

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Dominic Miguel Morgan | 32 | Chef xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Atlanta born and raised. I'm a man of many talents but my specialty is fine cuisine. I take ordinary food and make it extra-ordinary. What can I say? I'm good with my hands. I'm a proud nerd at heart and a fitness fanatic. Video games are totally a real work out...sort of. xxxxxxxxxxxxxx I have a beautiful girlfriend, beautiful family, and dope friends. Can't say I don't love my life. I have a lot of things to be thankful for. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I collect art, and I drink wine... things that I like that I had never been exposed to. But I never said, 'I'm going to buy art to impress this crowd.' That's just ridiculous to me. I don't live my life like that, because how could you be happy with yourself?-Jay Z

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Pumpkin Pie || Della

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Dom and Ella weren’t your average run of the mill couple. Anything you think would have scared them, not so much. The thought of marriage, babies, where they’d retire, that was all stuff they’d talked about. Ella had her mind set on who she was spending the rest of her life with, and clearly Dom had too, so why put off what was inevitable? Its not like they were getting any younger. They might not have been have getting engaged tomorrow, or even next year but they would eventually and they wanted to be ready. “I think the congregation would be a lot more friendly and laid back if we gave them a sip or two of gin, it does wonders, and tequila good lord!” She laughed “A few shots of that and I’m a very friendly person, your Mom should try it.”

Biting down on her lip, Ella nodded as she watched Dom’s eyes darken. “So much more then pumpkin pie” She agreed as she let her body slowly slide back onto the couch, her back arching as Dom kissed his way back up her body. “Mmmm maybe all your parents congregation needs is good sex” She teased as their lips found their way back to one another. “Good sex and a bottle of Tequila has always gotten on the right path. Your Mom might actucally give a real smile for a change and loosen up.” 

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“Seriously mention my mother again and we’re gonna have some technical difficulties down here” he laughed pointing to the bulge that was protruding through his jeans. Ella always seemed to talk a little too much so to keep the night going Dom sometimes had to keep her from spoiling the moment. Quickly lifting her body up from the couch he wrapped his arms around her waist not hesitating to connect his lips to hers, playfully biting on her bottom lip. 

Dominic carried Ella to the bedroom, her legs wrapped around his waist. His lips moved to her neck again, moving smoothly over her soft skin. His tongue followed, licking small circles down her neck down between the valley of her breast. As he laid her on her her back he whispered softly into her ear. “What do you want me to do to you? Where do you want me to touch you?”

By now Ella was laying on her back on the bed and Dominic  stood at the edge pulling his shirt over his head exposing a body that definitely was carved by greek gods. He climbed onto the bed beside her running a hand up her thigh, his lips moving right back to her neck. “Tell me where you wanna feel me El...”

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Pumpkin Pie || Della

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“No matter how old you are, your Mother will still forever look at you, and see you as her little boy. Just like one day, in the very far off future when we have kids, we’ll look at our babies, and see them as just that. Even when they’re in their sixties.” El could be philosophical when she wanted to be too. “And she’ll look at me, and see the she-devil that took you away and lead you into a life of sex and debauchery….who knew I even knew that word? Bet she didn’t!” She asked with a laugh as she shrugged her shoulders. 

“Oh please” Playfully rolling her eyes, Ella laughed. “Your Dad and I have had our conversations, I have no doubt in my mind, pastor or not, that when he was our age he knew how to drink and drink well. Your Mom probably not so much, but Papa Morgan had the ladies and the booze all figured out.” Smiling, she nodded as she tilted head for him. “Cara and I are going to have to bring awfully big purses, I can honestly say this party is not something I can do entirely sober. Especially if I have to deal with your sisters. Sober Ella is a boring Ella anyway.” She winked.

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The talk about babies would scare most guy’s Dom’s age...marriage too but that was kind of all he wanted right now. He’d had his fair share of girls withing the years he and Ella were apart...like way more than enough. What? He was filling a void. But he was far passed that and he had bigger things on his mind. “Yeah but you know how my mom is about impressing the congregation. I’m sure they’ll have wine at best but Elizabeth and my mom are pretty caught up in what everyone will think but you and Cara can totally take shots in the bathroom or out in the parking lot.” he laughed grabbing the remote from her and muting the TV.

“Now if I’m not mistaken I deserve a lot more than pumpkin pie right?” Dominic had that look in his eyes. He pulled Ella into a kiss gently laying her on her back in the process. Dominic rolled her shirt up just above her navel as his kisses landed there and as he pulled her shirt up inch by inch his soft trail of kisses followed. Up her stomach and over her breast then back to her lips.

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Pumpkin Pie || Della

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Rolling her eyes, El leaned over to put the plate on the coffee table, before sliding off of his lap and taking the spot next to him on the couch, her head going to his shoulder, as her hand pushed the remote out of his and then took his hand in her own, giving it a squeeze. She wasn’t going to storm off and walk away. 

“Do you think your sister would consider one vegetarian option if I go?” She questioned cautiously, glancing up at him. “I mean, I can eat as much salad as the next person, I can even handle shrimp cocktail, but if I’m going to go to this thing, I’d like to be able to at least more then grass clippings.” She sighed “I was an ass tonight Dom, I’ll be the first to admit to that. Cara told me that flat out while we were putting the coffee on. I’m sorry….I know its not easy dealing with me and your family, you know how stubborn I can be…but so long as there’s an open bar, I can be perfectly well behaved for one night.”

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Dominic huffed inwardly  before leaning his head on top of Ella’s. “You weren’t an ass. I just don’t think my family has a say in who I’m with. I’m not a kid” Dom had been through that  a lot growing up in a somewhat prejudice and extremely religious background. He’d spent his life doing things to make his family happy but he was at that point in his life where he just needed to do what made him happy. And regardless of the color of her skin...she made Dominic happy.

So much in fact  that he had something planned for her a few weeks after the big surprise dinner for his parents. Something even Cara didn’t know yet. A few things actually. He pulled her back onto his lap leaning in to place a soft kiss on her neck. “I’ll make sure we get you more than leaves to eat babe” he laughed into the crease of her neck. “Not so sure about an open bar though El. The pastors anniversary. I’m sure Cara can sneak you some in her purse though. Just mix it in the punch”

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Pumpkin Pie || Della

Open mouth, insert foot, that was Ella in a nut shell. She hadn’t realized until Cara and Andre had left (a whole lot earlier then usual) that she’d caused unneeded tension between her and Dom. His family was a sensitive subject not just for her, but clearly him as well. Coming from a relatively small and neurotic family, she’d never been asked to choose between him and her family, and yet she’d practically done just that with Dom. She let her stubborn thick headedness get the best of her, and it just wasn’t fair to him. He clearly had it bad enough when his Mom gave it to him, it couldn’t have been any easier hearing it from your girlfriend. The one person who was supposed to distract you from all of that mess. She had to make it up to him. 

After cleaning up the kitchen for him (she hadn’t really given him a say in the matter) she grabbed a piece of pie out of the fridge and swirled some whipped cream on it. Sometimes pie could be a great peace offering, especially when it was his pumpkin pie and made her way into the living room. “Desserts always your favorite part of our meals with Cara and Andre, and you barely touched any.” She said as she sat down in his lap, holding the plate up to his nose. He could push her off, but she knew he wouldn’t. “I think you’ve perfect it this time, perfect quality for Thanksgiving” She rambled “We’re probably going to have to hide this in the back of the fridge or as soon as my sister shows up tomorrow, which you know she will, she’ll devour it without a second thought.” Freeloader. “That baseball game isn’t nearly as interesting as this pie, Dominick.” She huffed as she kissed his cheek. “Or me, talk to me, be mad at me if you have to, but talk to me. I’m the most talkative person on the planet, you know silence will one day kill me.”

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He didn’t really want to talk if it was going to round it’s way back to the topic of his crazy ass family. He’d been dealing with it all his life. They were bat shit crazy but they weren’t bad people. 

Well maybe Liz was born a bitch but once you got passed the layers of expensive education, Gucci pants suits, and the title of attorney and she was...decent. Was it so wrong though for him to want the love of his life and his family to get along? 

“Didn’t wanna overload on pumpkin...I’m fine though El” he said as he took a sip of his beer and focused in on the game. To tell the truth, Dominic just wasn’t in the mood. To talk...or to eat pumpkin pie.  It wasn’t that he wanted to press the issue of her going, he just wanted her to be there with him.

It was natural for Dom to shut down when he was upset. He wasn’t the most talkative person though. Ella did enough of that for the both of them. 

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“Please, as if his Mother is going to ever let us get married, they’d likely boycott it or have me kidnapped until Dom came to his senses.” Ella responded sarcastically sitting back in her chair crossing her arms. His family, marriage, it was all a sore subject and Ella’s idea of a fun night was not spending it with them. She’d already made up her mind, she wasn’t going. Just the thought of it gave her a sick feeling, not necessarily a good omen. Cara meant well but Ella already had her mind made up.

“And if she’s a real bitch to you, El, we’ll get drunk together. Then Cara and Dom can take care of us the next day.” Andre suggested with a wink. “You think I’m going to let one of my two favorite girls drink herself into oblivion alone?” He questioned, as Ella shook her head again. Girl was a stubborn bitch.

“No,  we’re not going dress shopping, because I’m not going.” Emptying the bottle into her glass, the brunette took a long drink, forcing herself to ignore the looks of the three most important people in her life. “Everyone, literally everyone in your family except your one Aunt hates me Dom, why would you want to put yourself through that?”

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“Fine. El I’ll tell Liz you’re coming with me.” Dominic shrugged and threw his hands up. He wasn’t going to force her to go. Trying to get Ella to budge was almost like pulling teeth. Girl was set in her ways. It was just best they avoided the topic of his family for the rest of the night and continued on with their weekly dinner.

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The thought of Dom’s family alone could lead Ella to finish off an entire bottle of wine on her own. Ella’s mom might have hated men, but when Dom was around, crazy as the woman was, she was nice. Dom’s family though, they were cold. “This conversation is going to need something a lot stronger then that wine.” Ella said getting up in search to find something with a little more of a kick in it. Maybe that was why his Mother hated her so much, because instead of dealing with what was in front of her, Ella did shots. Long shot though. “Its going to work out very simply” Ella said as she returned to table with a bottle of honeyjack whisky. 

“You’re going to RSVP and be Dom’s plus one, Dre and I will stay here and have a movie night. We’ll just tell his family that I came down with the flesh eating virus and they’ll have a great night.” Pouring herself a shot glass of the stronger liquid, she downed it quickly before shrugging as Cara and Dom watched her. “Wait…babe, is that cool, cause you know, suit and tie, not my thing.” Andre cut in, their perfect slice of comic relief. “See, Andre’s for it!” Not that it was likely to fly with Dom though. Looking up from her shot glass, she caught the glance of Dom. “Don’t give me that face, you know I’m right.” She told him bluntly “And I’m not going, you and I know for a fact that little miss uppity Liz has it all planned to a T, which means, if she see’s I’m your plus one, I’ll be sitting at a table near the bathrooms, while you’re with your family. I’m not doing that to myself. I’ve already been told once I don’t belong, I really don’t need to hear it again.” She scoffed, filling up her wine glass. “Besides, if I go, I’ll have to get drunk, and that’ll make the situation worse.”

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Cara managed to smack Andre in the back of his head playfully. “You’re going...and you are too missy! You’re not going to hide. So what if Liz doesn’t like you, what are you gonna’ hide from her at your wedding too?” Cara always found a way to sneak marriage into the equation. She’d been planning Dominic’s and Ella’s wedding since she first hooked them up Sophomore year of college.

“They’ll get over it. I’ll even talk to Liz tomorrow about it. Make sure she knows that you’ll be on my arm that night babe, no one else” Dominic leaned over to kiss Ella’s lips. “Get a room” Andre teased screwing up his face which ended with another smack to the back of his head. This time Dom reaching across the table.

“So it’s settled. We’re picking out dresses tomorrow El. I saw one in the boutique that you’re going to love!”

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“That was different, we needed someone to bring in the mail. I had packages coming and they couldn’t very well sit outside the door for a week, could they?” El teased Andre back as she gave him a hug “And in Dom’s and I defense, we barely saw any of Miami, the trip was mostly spent in our room, so you know, you guys wouldn’t have had very much fun.” She said matter of factly as she took a sip of her own wine. Rolling her eyes playfully at the twos PDA. “You guys have been together longer then Dom and I have, either get married or start hating each other. Its disgusting.” She teased.

“You should talk, if anyone is going to run off an elope, its you two. Especially when you have plenty of Tequila in your system, Ella.” Cara shot back playfully at her best friend as she took a bite of her salad. Rolling her eyes, Ella sat down beside Dom. “You say Tequila like its a bad thing C, have you met our families lately? His mom would be mad because he married me, and my Mom would be mad because I married a man and not a woman.” She said leaning over to wrap an arm around Dom’s neck, giving him a wink. “Your foods great man, I think I’ll freeload more often” Andre cut in, clearly oblivious to the convo going on around him. “You turned him on to Kale, Cara, I give you props for that one.’

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Dom couldn’t help but laugh at Andre. “That’s all you got from this conversation Dre?” Dominic laughed taking a few bites of food. He fell into a conversation of sports with Andre before grabbing the main course for everyone and turning to Cara. “Speaking of family, Liz sent me the RSVP for your parents 39th anniversary Dom. How is this going to work?” Cara asked inquisitively tilting her head as she downed her first glass and helped herself to a second.

“I’m assuming you’re taking El as your plus one right? Because Elizabeth would never invite her willingly with all that power trip shit?” she asked and Dom huffed inwardly. “Of course she’s my plus one. Liz is just gonna have to deal with it. She and mom share some small minded views but they’ll come around” he sounded more so if he was trying to prove that to himself. His family’s opinions had put a little damper on their relationship the last few moths.

Back in college he never got to introduce Ella to his family and now that he had their second go around it wasn’t the greatest experience. “Yeah I say forget Liz...” Andre rang in not really paying close attention but feeling as if he needed to chime in on the convo.

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“Hmmm, there were a couple of porn stars, but nope, don’t think I dated any other chefs.” Ella teased as she jumped up to try and help Dom out a little, even if all she could do was take the plates out of the cabinet, that was more then she could do when they’d first met. Back then it’d be nothing but paper plates. She still cringed anytime they went over to her Mother’s and that’s what they ate off. Grabbing a bottle of wine out of the fridge, she turned around she heard the door open, knowing right off the bat who it was. “Your girlfriend shared a bed for almost a year, we could handle moving in together again, if only you’d cook every night.” Cara told Dom, as Ella jumped to hug her. Ella was a very touchy feely, over dramatic person, when she hugged you, she wanted you to be able to feel it until you got your next one. Even if she’d seen you hours before, she acted like it’d been years. She had and Cara had worked out earlier that day together, but she still acted like it’d been years since they last spoke. “Shhh, Car, if we tell them about all the fun we had before we met them, they’ll wanna watch” She teased as she dragged her best friend into the kitchen to get her a glass of wine. Fun was more like they’d been to poor to afford more then a one bedroom apartment, and neither one of them had wanted the other to sleep on the couch.

“Dom made something I can eat for a change, with absolutely no red sauce!” She cheered as she grabbed the glasses, and began to fill them up. El loved her alcohol, especially on Wednesday nights. “And I suggested ginger and got a compliment for it!” She teased as she handed Dom his glass, with a kiss to his cheek. Ella was a spitfire, how everyone hadn’t gone running the moment they met her was still a mystery. “I still say we start with dessert.”

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“Oh so when you guys took that trip to Miami last summer for your anniversary, left me and my boo out and had us house-sit it was cool for us to have the key huh?” Andre said taking the glass of wine right out of Ella’s hands. “Thank you” he laughed. Dom slapped hands wit Andre tossing a small rag over his shoulder. “That was different. We needed you then” he joked back before eading over to Cara and kissing the top of her forehead. “How you manage to stay with that dude over there still baffles me C.”

Cara smiled. “You know it baffles me too Dom.” she gave Andre a wink and he blwe her a kiss back...followed by her catching it. “You two are gross. Can we get to this amazing meal. I’d rather focus on that then you two making kissy faces all night. It’s exhausting”

Dom filled his glass  before asking El to help him set the table and once they were finished and seated Dominic brought over four beautifully platted kale salads. “Course one freeloaders. Tell me this isn’t good stuff right here” he said taking his seat next to Ella before digging in. 

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Ella knew better then to go into the kitchen when Dom was trying out a new recipe, even if it meant being away from him for hours at a time, it was better than aggravating him or god forbid distracting him and then having a smoke filled apartment and a frustrated boyfriend. Especially on date night with Cara and Andre, they’d come to expect something better then pizza topped with mushrooms. Freeloaders. She joked of course, they were their best friends, and a good meal topped with an even better bottle of wine meant for a great night.

As soon as El had gotten home from her last class of the day, she’d simply pecked Dom on the cheek to let him know she was back then jumped in the shower to get the stresses of the day off of her, which she probably would have enjoyed more if Dominic had been with her, but well, it was date night.

Peeking up from her iPad, the brunette did as she was told and shut her eyes. “Mmmmm” Dom’s cooking was…unlike anything else she’d ever had, her mother had been more of a take out and TV dinner person so until she’d met him having home cooked meals had never really been a thing for her. Dom had introduced her pallet to a completely different world. “That is heaven, and its even better because it has no tomatoes in it” She teased as she opened her eyes and took the spoon from him, finishing off the remaining sauce. “If you wanted to mess around, maybe a little ginger, but babe, honestly, this is perfect the way it is…I think I know the perfect bottle of wine to go with this!”

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Dom couldn’t help but smile. “Ginger. Check.” Dominic took the empty spoon followed by a small peck to the brunette’s lips. “Hopefully it’ll make  the chefs menu tomorrow” Dominic had dreams of being a celebrity chef, maybe owning a resturant or three. That took investors and money he just didn’t have. So for now he’d deal with it.

“For you to be such a mediocre cook, you sure do know your spices. And your suggestions usually make my recipes better. Sure you didn’t date another chef before me” he said side eyeing her from the kitchen. Dom quickly finished the sauce and just as he started plating the other happily couple waltzed in. Dominic’s eyes followed the sound of two voices. “I love how you guys just utilize the emergency key  whenever you want. Might as well live here” he joked as he continued plating their dinner.

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Dominic stood in the kitchen hovering over the stove in the same position he’d been in since he started almost two hours ago. It was Wednesday and along with lots of red wine Dom always tried out his new recipes on the group. Who you might ask? 

Dominic and Ella’s best friends who just so happened to be dating one another. It was a long story that went way back to all four of the wilder college days. They had these dinners once a week, for the last two years. Dom was sure it was because Cara who happened to be both their best friend needed to keep her nose in everything Dominic and Ella related. She was the glue that held them together really. 

Dominic looked at the clock as he turned the sauce to low and walked over to where his girlfriend sat on the couch. “Close your eyes” he said as he took the seat next to her. “The sauce I’ve been working on...white sauce for the pumpkin ravioli? what does it need? I’m thinking it’s already perfect though” 

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Dinner at Liz’s are you sure she invited me? Because we’ve had this happen before where we thought I was invited and then I show up and its the “That white girl who dosen’t eat mean” fiasco. I don’t think I’d be very welcome at their anniversary party to be honest.

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Yeah she’s supposed to be planning this big party for them. I dunno. You’re my girlfriend, no matter who likes it Ella. I love you and i always want you on my arm...even with the pack of wolves who are my family. Plus I believe in you, you could totally take Liz if it came down to it.

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I don’t know, I guess it just comes with the territory. You’ve met my family, I escaped the gene pool nightmare. Don’t get any ideas, the only person I’m hooking up with after shots is you. Backdoor nana, i’ve head of her! Its backdoor gramps that you have to watch out for, him and his cigars.

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Well I tried. Speaking of the gene pool Liz wants us to have dinner at her place. Mom won’t be there...but Liz isn’t too much of a step up from her when it comes to “That White Girl” but I promise they’ll learn your name one of these days. It’s something about my parents 40th anniversary...

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Hey, I will love you regardless…even with boobs. One hook up at a party, things happen, you know how I am with tequila in my system. Backdoor Betty has a family? Is she married to Backdoor Steve? With little backdoor bettys? I’m sure you do.

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Why do you have to be so damn cute. It’s cool...in fact it’s kinda’ sexy. Don’t forget backdoor nana, she makes great cookies.

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….I think you most defenitly have it the other way around my love, unless you’ve been hiding these boobs from me for the past two years. You’re not secretly the girl I dated in college are you? I think you may just be the only guy who watches porn for the storylines, you must read playboy for the articles too.

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Kinky baby. Very Caitlyn Jenner esc if you ask me. Didn’t know you were into that. Is it so wrong to want to know that Backdoor Betty also has a family too? No I read playboy for the naked ladies crazy lady.

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She might know you love me, but that dosen’t mean she feels the same way. Babe, the first time you squeezed me boob properly, you practically came then and there, and I wasn’t even naked. That was a clear sign to me. I’d like to think movies aren’t nearly as amazing as what you get to experience just about every night.

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That definitely never happened. I’m pretty sure when you touched my boob you came in your panties. Not as great but they do have amazing story lines. Who doesn’t enjoy the home alone baby sitter screwing the pizza delivery guy. Classic.

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Nope, I’m pretty sure she hates me. The woman growls every time I walk into her home, she acts like I’m friends with the devil…though she has met my Mom so maybe she’s onto something. You sure didn’t act like a virgin, innocence my ass. I cannot wait to see these so called moves, I don’t doubt that they’ll crack me up.

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She’ll come around. She knows I love you.  And what do virgins act like? I was experienced in other departments...watched a lot of....”Movies” growing up. Plus...it just comes natural.