Food Jargon // Wes & Stassi
Wes threw a few of his books in his bag. He doubted he would actually get any real reading done with the whole cooking plane, and the adding fact that Stassi was great company on her own. Even though she told him that she may have all the ingredients needed to make a pizza, he still stopped at the market anyway. The fact that she hadn't made one from scratch before made him question if she actually knew what was needed, not to mention he liked to flourish homemade ones.
Upon entering the store, Wes grabbed a hand basket and began adding items to it like yeast, olive oil, tomato sauces, ham, pesto, italian sausage, various cheeses, as well as any other item he could think of. Placing the items on the short conveyor belt, he informed the store clerk that she could just deposit the items into his bag and he was on his way.
It wasn't long before he was standing on Stassi's stoop. He rang the doorbell as well as shot her another text informing her he was there and waited patiently for her to open the door. Wes smiled when the door opened. "Hey Stas, ready to knead some dough?"