Are we out of the woods yet?

Just a beer is fine.

“Look, why don’t you both just save us some time and shut the hell up already?”

I didn’t know that trying to make conversation was a crime. I’m sorry.

Stuffed shells and apple fritters.

“Mmm. That sounds incredible. I might just have to snatch up a couple of those apple fritters.”

You’re more than welcome.

I haven’t formally introduced myself, I’m Zoe and I’m broke and don’t have a real job. If you ever need to waste food, I’m here.

I’m Oz, and you can stop by for free food whenever you like.

True.

“I’m not eating anything that your grubby hands possibly prepared.”

He says to the vocational chef.

Exactly, you make good food and i eat most because I’m a fatass. 

Kota, I think you and I both know you by no means qualify as fat.

Your fridge must be amazing. I hope you’re a good cook.

Well I graduated from NYU’s culinary program, so I’d hope so too.

Why would you cook that much? Did you do something to the food?

I was just bored and getting anxious about being in my apartment alone. Cooking calms me down. Nothing was done to the food I promise.

“I suppose it would be pretty rude of me to turn you down on that offer. What kind is it?”

I have spinach and ricotta stuffed shells, and I’m making apple fritters right now.

It really shouldn’t be that difficult. Especially people with accents.

I completely agree with you.

Oh come on Ozzy, you and I both know I could eat almost half of this without sharing. 

See, now this is why we work well together.

I could devour this whole pizza myself but I think that would be greedy and a little rude. So, you want a slice?

I’m good. I’ve got a ton of food waiting for me back home. Thanks though.