Suki looked up from aggressively negotiating with the dough and immediately caught Jayla trying, and failing, to hide her laughter.
Her eyes narrowed. “Oh, you’re enjoying this.” She pointed at her with flour on her fingers. “You have the energy of someone at an aquarium tapping the glass while the octopus solves puzzles.”
Looking down at herself, she realized she had somehow accumulated more flour despite touching objectively fewer things. Suki blinked. “…How.” She brushed at her shirt. The flour spread. She stared at it. “That feels targeted.”
But then Jayla mentioned checking the fridge. Suki’s entire expression changed. Her posture straightened. Her eyes widened. Slowly, dramatically, she pointed toward the refrigerator. “Oh.”
A grin spread across her face. She walked over and opened the fridge like she was revealing a secret weapons cache. Inside was a completely normal fridge. To Suki, however: possibility.
She started narrating immediately. “Okay, inventory.” She pulled things out one by one and lined them on the counter. “Half a red onion.” Thunk. “Questionably old spinach.” Thunk. “Three kinds of sauce for reasons unknown.” Thunk. “A singular bell pepper.” Thunk. She held up a jar. “…Capers?” Her eyebrows rose. “When did I become an active participant in a capers household?”
She set them down and continued. Then she found shredded mozzarella. Suki held it up and turned dramatically to Jayla. “Oh.” Her face softened immediately.
“The forbidden cheese.” She said it jokingly, but her eyes flicked to Jayla for half a second; just checking, making sure the joke stayed a joke and she wasn’t making light of something she took seriously.
Then she brightened again. “Okay. Options.” She pointed around the counter. “Classic.” Pepperoni. “Experimental.” Mac and cheese plus dino nuggets. “Suspiciously sophisticated.” Caramelized onion, spinach, bell pepper. She looked at Jayla. Then grinned. “…Or.”
Her voice lowered. “We do half normal pizza and half What Happens Happens.” Suki reached over and lightly bumped her shoulder against Jayla’s. “And if it’s terrible, we never speak of this again.”
“But if it’s incredible?” She grabbed the sauce dramatically. “We become insufferable and tell everyone we invented pizza.”