<b>Alice:</b> I can’t I’m busy.

<b>Shane:</b> You said you’d taste test.

Agrivation was evidant in Shane’s voice now and she closed her eyes and calmed herself as she mentally yelled at herself for using a tone she reserved soley for Van.

<b>Alice:</b> I didn’t say what I was taste testing now did I?

Alice turned Shane around and kissed her way down to her collar bone. She peaked up at Shane while kissing her and saw her irritated expression.

<b>Alice:</b> Jesus ***** Christ fine I’ll taste!

<b>Shane:</b> Forget it Al…

<b>Alice:</b> Let me taste it Chef Hitler!

Shane clenched her jaw as she pinched the bridge of her nose behind her glasses. After she steadied herself she held out a spoonfull of food for Alice to try.

<b>Alice:</b> Holy *****!

<b>Shane:</b> What? What’s wrong.

<b>Alice:</b> Shane this is really ***** good! I thought you were just throwing ***** in a ***** pan I mean there’s like the whole fridge in there.

<b>Shane:</b> Yeah but what’s missing? I always forget something in the Paella.

<b>Alice:</b> Huh? nothings missing…this has a name I thought you just made something up…who the ***** taught you to cook like this man you could so kick the soup chef’s *****.

<b>Shane:</b> Father Joe…Van and I used to cook and clean but Van’s the real Kitchen *****…I’m not really that good…now if I can just figure out what’s missing…

<b>Alice:</b> Nothing honestly Shane, nothing’s missing…now tell me what’s really wrong…something’s crawled up your ***** and died.

Shane leaned back against the counter and crossed her arms as she chomped down on her bottom lip. Alice leaned in and pushed her chin up forcing her to look at her.

<b>Alice:</b> Now tell big mama what’s wrong.

Shane nearly cracked a smile after rolling her eyes at Alice’s playfulness. Alice cupped her cheek and quickly retracted when Shane flinched from the contact with her scraped and scarred chin.

<b>Alice:</b> Sorry…I can’t believe I did all this to you.

Alice let out a heavy sigh and turned to walk away but before she could sit back down she found herself engulfed in Shane’s wiry embrace. Shane pressed her forehead into her back and held tight.

<b>Shane:</b> I did this to myself.

<b>Alice:</b> Really? You dove off the porch, snapped your wrist in half and took a trip through the rinse cycle all by yourself?