opened up a book for culinary survival

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Who: Joe and Ahiru!
When: RIGHT HERE. RIGHT NOW. No but seriously it was earlier this afternoon.
Where: The Apartment That Never Was.
Summary: Joe promised to teach Ahiru how to make spaghetti for her birthday! Confessions happen.
Warnings: Diabetes.

After leaving a note saying she'd be out for a few hours but back before sirens, she heads out of the mansion towards Joe's apartment. She'd decided hours before departing that today would be the day she told him. Though the idea makes her nervous, she's certain she trusts him enough to know he wouldn't overreact.

As she approaches his door, she takes a deep breath before knocking, making sure she looks presentable.

"Joe, it's me!"

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"It's kind of sad to think that all the friends I've had here who've gone home won't remember me at all." She agrees, but instantly perks up when he mentions the ice cream. She straightens up with a smile.

"It was really good! How'd you learn to make it like that?"

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"With the machine-" Joe nods his head behind them, at the second largest appliance besides the fridge. It was an industrial quality ice cream maker, and a bit out of place. "A manual came with it, when we got it from this old restaurant that was getting rid of kitchen equiptment, and Riku taught us how to do some of the basic flavors, and then we've just been testing out new things. Strawberry, we learned to make the first summer we came here. "

"The other stuff you mix in later. Or it'll just clog up the machine, the pieces."