Sarah Walker, don't you forget it

"Some might say so."

Eros: Trust me, my beautiful Sarah, I can say the same thing.

Eros: Mm...I wouldn't necessarily say /afraid/. Excited would be the word I'd use.

Sarah: Hmm, I love you.

Sarah: You make me smile and I am indeed excited.

Eros: I know it'll be perfect simply because you're the one preparing it.

Eros: I will remind you of this later, trust me.

Sarah: Funny, ha ha :P

Sarah: I'm going to do my best.

Sarah: Only you get that out of me.

Eros: How rude, but fine. The kitchen is all yours while I die of boredom in the room.

Sarah: You and I both know that the food will never come before you.

Sarah: Only because the food is FOR you and I want it to be perfect.

Sarah: No exceptions.

Eros: Great, I'll be waiting right here then.

Eros: I'll go on a whim here and say it's because you're about to see your boyfriend :)

Eros: But...I want to help...

Sarah: That could be why. Or maybe i'm just hungry :P

Sarah: You can't help. Because I said so.

       Sarah was apprehensive, eyebrows furrowing at the secret admirer and wondering if this was some sort of trick or ploy being made by one of her many enemies. Still, she decided that she would play into it — not blow her cover, at the very least.

                                                   "I'm fine today, and you?"