sturgispodmore:
“No, the breading usually does me in. I’m boring and I just got meatballs, because I wanted to make my own sauce, but I didn’t feel like doing much more than cooking onions and garlic.” Merlin, he sounded dull. Sturgis practically fell asleep listening to the sound of his own voice. “It’s good to see you.”
“Oh, Podmore, I love it when you speak Julia Child to me.” Nevermind the fact she was a French chef, apparently that didn’t matter. “You, too,” she spoke with arms crossed, eyes narrowing slightly as she look onward and observed. Blunt as she was, Penny said, “The hell’s up?”














