Perhaps this had not been such a good idea, after all. Two steps into the kichen, Fyo [knowing Brody] began to have second thoughts, and said,

"Maybe we should just order a pizza.."

"No." Brody did not seem put off at all. "I'm sure about this."

Not half as sure, Fyo nodded and let her choose the dish to be made. She settled on a recipe, and then looked expectedly at him. He glanced down at the cookbook. "You'll need to put three cups of flour -" he began.

"But flour is pretty," Brody pouted.

He grinned and kissed her.