Not a lot of cooking goes on in the kitchen without any heat.
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Getting down to brass tacks, Audri said, “Nick, the ‘accident’ I mentioned was by aliens. I was transported into space, or at least my mind was, and then into an alien body.” Nick replied, “You must be joking. Right?” Shloof, Audri pulled off her cloak. Shocked, Nick said, “A costume?” Audri said, “No. I give you permission to touch my hair.” He touched her hair and then recoiled. Audri said, “Do you still love me? You said that you would no matter what I looked like.” Nick said, “I still love you, but also, ‘ick.’ You look like an old mop.” Audri said, “Hey! Bringing up a woman’s age is never okay!”
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