(she could always appreciate a man with a sense of humor and was relieved that he had that. smiling at him when he pulled her seat out, she walked in front of him and sat down, giving him the chance to walk around to the other side of the table) ‘ throw tomatoes at you? they wouldn’t even have the chance. ’ (she joked, quietly praying over their food before reaching for her fork to try some of the chicken. chewing with her mouth closed, she nodded at her own work) ‘ not too bad, not too bad at all. ’ (she playfully added, grinning, going for the mashed potatoes and broccoli next) ‘ i love my chicken tacos, so i guess that would be my favorite. i love fake mexican food, but what about you? what’s your favorite thing you make? ’ (she asked, ready for some more insight on her new mystery man. it was fun for her getting to know him better) 

‘ i’ma be taking you up on that karaoke bar date just so you know! ’ (she pointed out playfully, going for the stove knobs to turn off once everything was complete) ‘ so, don’t get my hopes up if you ain’t serious about it! ’ (she warned with a grin, using her index finger to direct him where their plates were) ‘ to your left, it’s the top cabinet. ’ (she directed kindly, knowing that it would take him some time to get used to just where everything was in their kitchen, among other things) ‘ we can’t have your stomach out here being loud and wrong on television. the viewers gonna think i’m starving you or something. ’ (she joked, thanking him for getting the plates so that she could individually place both baked chicken, mashed potatoes and corn on each one) ‘ do you like dinner rolls with your chicken? i love me a buttered dinner roll, but i didn’t put too many in the oven just in case you weren’t crazy about them. come have a seat, love. ’ (bringing his plate over to their kitchen table, she smiled) 

(going as far as to pretend that a microphone was in her hand, she put on a playful show for herself. she hadn’t even realized that ezra had crept into the kitchen until she heard him. cracking up, she turned to look over at him as he walked closer) ‘ see, what it was was that i didn’t want to toot my own horn. ’ (she joked, giving a playful bow. she was of course mirroring the same wide, toothy smile that he had) ‘ i didn’t want to do too much on our first real dinner together, so i just did some baked chicken, mashed potatoes and corn. ’ (she listed, going for the oven mitt to take their seasoned, moist chicken from out of the oven) ‘ i hope the side choices are cool with you. i was going to go the soul food route, but i decided to keep it simple. you can’t go wrong with the staples! ’ (she playfully hollered, resting the chicken down on the counter to cool off)

(she was excited to get the chance to get to know ezra better. they had of course been talking throughout the day, but this was the chance for them to do that on a more one on one exclusive type of vibe. turning down the stove on her corn and mashed potatoes, she did a one, two step while harmonizing to one of doja cat’s songs quietly. singing certainly wasn’t her calling, but that didn’t stop the petite femme from singing every now and then. her baked chicken was chillin in the oven, keeping both it’s heat and moisture as she waited for ezra to come into the kitchen. it felt different, cooking for someone besides just her and her son)  @ezrcx

‘ you kinda gotta. it’s law! ’ (she playfully hollered, cracking up some at her reply) ‘ but thank y’all for having us. and feeding us too? now y’all know how to do it. ‘ (she quickly made her way into the kitchen to grab herself a few)

‘ you’re welcome! can’t be coming up in people’s houses empty handed now. ’ (she playfully added, chuckling a bit) ‘ see, that’s really when it be bussin. even my son be acting stingy when it comes to his juice. he likes all of them, but that cran - mango really be doing the body justice. ’

‘ thank you for having us, love! i handed off some cookies to your boo for you guys that i hope you like! ’ (she added, showing a friendly smile) ‘ keeping the cran - mango on lock to yourself is a reasonable request! especially, if it’s cold cold! ’ 

‘ i did, but not because you told us to do. ’ (she joked, hoisting up a box of decorated cookies to offer both him and his girlfriend) ‘ here and no, i didn’t bake these. i got them from this dope bakery by my crib. they’re dope! hope you guys like them. ’ (she added, knowing how sarcastic the males humor could be sometimes)

‘ that would’ve been it for us, and lord knows my ass ain’t the fastest runner, so by default i’d be a goner. ’ (she playfully added, chuckling quietly)

‘ i think they’ll probably let us rock, just as long as we don’t taunt them or have food waving in their grills. ’

‘ i’m not even all too sure, but either way, i ain’t with either one! have me out here running out of the haunted house screaming, hollering and all that. ’

‘ i’ve been looking forward to everything about this vacay, but this. do you like haunted houses and all that? ’