No not just now, within the next half hour...whenever the lemon chicken gets done.

I see... Much later than your usual.

indeed, but lemon chicken requires baking time.

And now you can attract you a nice Raymond.

NO

>B[

BUT HE LIKES THE LEMON CHICKEN.

HE IS NOT WELCOME!

BUT HE CAN SMELL IT FROM A MILE AWAY.

RAYMOND FREE ENVIORNMENT!

gotta go eat now, back in a bit.

So Raymond is on our list of creatures we will not allow into our environment?

and alright. I shall hunt for a food, myself.

Yes, Raymond and Winston.

I am back.

Hello again. Don't feel like I want anything we have at the moment... Going to bake mushrooms. With nothing on them, because we're out of lemon and soy sauce doesn't look appealing after I accidentally read the sodium level.

Ew,

at least mushrooms are nice?

yes... nice but boring by themselves. Found a can of soup that isn't quite as terrible as the other soups or the ramens. Maybe I heat that up to go with mushrooms.

indeed, sounds decent enough.

The soup isn't phenomenal, but at least it doesn't have two thousand sodiums and fifty fats. - A-

....Willis did you call me by accident? My phone rang and then there were microwave beeping sounds and the sound of someone rummaging around in a cabinet.

...That's odd. o _o and holy crap, I did. LOLOLOLOLOL
My phone locks so that you can't do that. And yet I see a recently dialed call right there. wtf.

I KNEW THAT WAS YOUR GRANDMA'S MICROWAVE!

...YOU RECOGNIZE HER MICROWAVE BY SOUND?

*still trying to figure out how my phone not only unlocked, but dialed a number while in my pocket* >8[ ...Maybe it was still on the screen because I didn't go to the main page after I hung up. BUT THAT DOESN'T EXPLAIN HOW THE BUTTONS WERE PRESSED.

Welllll not just the microwave the sound of the pots and pans being rattled were also the same as when you were in the kitchen that day we made pancakes and other such stuff. I recognized her cabinets and your footsteps and your breathing.

BREATHING? YOU CAN HEAR BREATHING THROUGH MY POCKET?

It's not that loud but yes, I can hear you breathing just a bit,

but it's your footsteps and the way you move in the kitchen that I recognized....and your grandma's microwave.

What the hell is so special about my footsteps? >:o You're full of baloney.

You have a particular way of walking and moving, everyone does, my mom stomps around like an elephant, your grandma kinda power-walks sometimes, and you kinda dance around and dart from place to place.

There is no room in that kitchen for darting... -_-

and yet you do, the microwave to the cabinet you sometimes fidget a bit you never stand still, even if it's just bouncing to some tune in your head you always move around.

Even through the phone I can recognize your habits, your body language might not be particularly noisy but it is distinct and unique to you. I'd know it anywhere.

Pffffff pfff pff
like a wizard.

No, not a wizard, I just have a very keen sense of people and their habits. Besides you're my best friend, I should hope I know how you move around.

Well, don't ask me to identify you by the shuffling of your feet any time soon. XP

Don't expect you to pay attention to the way people move. It's just not your thing.

Oh, now you know what is or isn't my thing, do you?

Well gee, I've only known you for upwards of eight years I think by now I have a pretty good idea of who you are....

You're not all that concerned with people moving around, you're not ignorant to body language but you prefer verbal/written communication.

Meh, indeed.

on an irrelevant note, it sounds like the goddamn Cloverfield is outside or something. I keep hearing this loud, echoing "thud... thud..." and all the dogs are barking.

Don't doubt that I know my willis like the back of my hand! *Gives you cuddles*

and that's kinda scary.

*noms on*

I know... Though knowing this neighborhood, it's probably just *people of a certain racial description* playing basketball in the street. Sounds awful loud, though.

Roo indeed, the sound of the people two houses over mowing their lawn is loud so Basketball would likely be too.

And now it seems to have stopped.

>:[ I wish there were sweets in this house that weren't ridiculously unhealthy. I'm so tempted to just add water to some brownie mix and eat it like pudding. You know it'd be delicious. ...would it be possible to make the brownies without eggs or oil?

I doubt it, and if you can I wouldn't know how.