" okay chef SALVATORE, ” she exclaims, prancing into the kitchen as she hovers close, glancing over his shoulder at the skillet he held over the stove’s flame. “ cooking together means you actually have to give me a job to do ... besides washing lettuce ––– that’s not a job, ” she muses softly as she cocks her head to the side. “ i’m you’re sous chef, you’re the BOSS. give me a job ! ”
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