RO > call me out; a forever open RP post, version 2

[midvalley]

NEW OPEN RP POST

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[enraptored]

[ He favors her with a bright smile as he's opening the cans of tomatoes, crooked though it is. ]

Got it in one.

See? You're a natural. You won't even need my help by the time we're done here.

[ex_micromanage449]

[ She’s really starting to think she’d like to see that smile more often, and offers a grin of her own in return. She doesn’t smile much, these days, but with Owen, in the quiet of her apartment, it’s oddly easy. ]

Well, I do like to think I at least know how to put water in a pan.

[enraptored]

[ Another victory, and-- ]

So the infamous Tyrannosaurus Whisperer can still smile. Good to know.

[ex_micromanage449]

The infamous what? People don't really call me that, do they?

[enraptored]

[ A beat, then, ] Quick tip -- maybe don't look up any memes they've made with that security cam footage.

[ex_micromanage449]

[ in response, he gets the blankest of blank stares ] What's a "meem"?

[enraptored]

[ hoo boy. ]

I'll tell you when you're older. Let's just go one lesson at a time, for now.

[ex_micromanage449]

You can't just bring up something like that and drop it. What are they?

[enraptored]

They're just joke pictures. Noooot a big deal.

[ex_micromanage449]

People are making joke pictures about myself and the Tyrannosaurus on the internet.

[ "but why tho" goes unsaid, though it's clearly implied by her tone ]

[enraptored]

--Kinda? I mean, sometimes it's a T. Rex with Donald Trump's face instead, but--

Yeah. Basically.

[ex_micromanage449]

[ She gives him a long, scrutinizing look, like she's trying to figure out if he's serious or not.

Evidently she decides he is, because she sighs, rolling her eyes. ] There are some corners of the internet I will never understand.

[enraptored]

Probably best not to try. That way lies madness.

We've got more important matters to tackle, in any case.

[ at which point, he regales her with his impromptu lesson on how to make marinara sauce -- hardly authentic, given that most of what was available were dry ingredients, but palatable all the same. Owen, surprisingly, is a decent enough cook, and unsurprisingly, a patient teacher. ]

Simple enough, right!

[ex_micromanage449]

[ It's true, his patience doesn't surprise her, considering what he does- did- for a living. The fact that he's a pretty decent cook is still something she's trying to wrap her head around. ]

Is this something else you picked up in the Navy? Right alongside training dolphins and sea otters.

[enraptored]

Oh, yeah. It's part of basic survival training. Pretty ground floor stuff -- when you run out of MREs, it's time to start cooking from scratch.

[ After a second of stirring the sauce, he relents, shrugging a shoulder. ]

College, actually. And living on my own. Got sick of ready-made stuff and taught myself how to make something halfway decent.

[ex_micromanage449]

[ She's not going to admit it, but for half a second there, she almost believed him. How do military. ]

You've got one up on me, then. I never took the time. Work and school always came first.

[enraptored]

Same here, but man can't subsist on Cup of Noodles alone.

[ex_micromanage449]

I sure tried my damnedest to. And I can make a pretty mean peanut butter and jelly.

[enraptored]

Yeah? If that's the case, you're definitely giving the next lesson.

[ex_micromanage449]

Peanut butter and jelly definitely seems like a downgrade from spaghetti.

[enraptored]

You say that, but there is an art to getting the peanut butter to jelly ratio just so.

[ex_micromanage449]

It's been a while. I hope my PB&J skills aren't rusty.

[enraptored]

You'll probably have plenty of time to brush up, after this. I expect they'll put you on damage control the instant you finish eating, to be honest.

[ex_micromanage449]

I'm well aware. Why do you think I put my phone on silent?

[enraptored]

And here I was just thinking you didn't want your alone time with me to be interrupted.