Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20161125025753/@comment-7497475-20170109070350

With Gillian's declaration that the kitchen was safe, Cerise had a far idea that this was because of experience rather than common sense. This was further reinforced by the organisation within. Or lack thereof. A quick search revealed the available ingredients, but as someone that enjoyed cooking, she had the distinct urge to slap him for this.

"What a mess this is."

Sighing to herself, she began piecing together what she could. And being in the kitchen, she was of course the first to notice Memories. Cerise was for the most part content to simply let things unfold for this job, but a particular sight drew her attention. That sight of course being the masked woman holding an open beer.

This is either going to be rather entertaining or hilarious.

Deciding that no matter how it ended it would likely be more interesting than listening to whatever their host was going to ramble about, Cerise casually watched Memories while she did her work.

"I'm sensing a problem with your outfit. Around the head area, particularly near the jaw."