6th floor kitchen- Thursday evening

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Sia had spent her day slaving over a hot stove, and finally dinner was ready. She'd gone to freshen up and change into her best dinnerwear, and then began setting the dining room table. Surely the delicious smells wafting downstairs would bring people by any minute now, so they could all talk about their days and avoid upsetting subjects like politics or religion or the growing need for bomb shelters.

Come one, come all! There was enough pot roast to go around!


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Jessica had been out for a walk when she was struck by an idea: she could make a necklace out of the ball that randomly fell out of the sky and had also struck her! It took a while to figure out the particulars of how to make this happen, but now she looked all pretty with it and stuff or whatever.

"Hi!" she said, cheerfully following her nose into the kitchen toward whatever food or candle was making that smell. Hopefully she'd be able to differentiate between the two. "What's for dinner?"

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"Pot roast! And vegetables, potatoes, rolls and milk, all part of a balanced meal," Sia said proudly.

Potatoes were vegetables, of course, but she wasn't nearly as interested in learning things as she was about making a happy home.

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"What are you going to balance it on?" Jessica asked. "Some kind of meal balancer?" Hello, idiot necklace! Nice to meet you.

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Sia paused, knowing that sounded wrong, but smiled anyway. "Oh, Jessica, you're such a jokester," she said. "I'll put the food out and you can dig right in!"

Well, after grace of course, because we had values in these dorms.

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"Joke?" Jessica asked herself. Fortunately, she was distracted by the food. "Thank you, Sia! You're the best. You should have a trophy."

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Sia laughed, starting to set the food out on the table. "Don't be silly. I leave the trophy-getting to the menfolk!"

She was going to kill things when this was over.

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"There are girl trophies, too!" Jessica said. "You should get another one for best cookstress." That was the word for a girl cook, right?

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"You've just invented a word!" Sia told her. "You're so creative. I wish I could be as creative as you."

Instead she could just cook like a mofo. As was good and proper.

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"I'm pretty much a genius," Jessica said. "You don't get to be a scienintist without being super-smart. But you're smart too! I don't want to make this a competition thingy."

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"Did you mean 'scientist?'" Sia said, trying to be polite because she was questioning Jessica's genius status tonight.

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"That's what I said, silly," Jessica claimed. She had no idea what she did or didn't say, really.

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"Right," Sia said, and smiled as she finally took a seat. "Would you like to say grace?"

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"I'd be honored," Jessica said as she took her seat.

"Grace!"

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Sia paused, then crossed herself and promised that she would say all her proper prayers before bed, and smiled again. "Dig in," she said, and hoped that Jessica didn't stab herself with her utensils. "How was your day?"

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"Not bad. I was busy inventing stuff. Like this necklace," Jessica said as she started searching through her potatoes. "What am I supposed to find when I dig?"

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"Food," Sia replied. "You invented your necklace?"

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"Yep! With the string and the thing it goes through," Jessica said, as if that were a complete thought. "I only see plate under this food."

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"I smell dinner," Tony said, taking off his suit jacket after a long day of hunting down communists.

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"Just eat your food, Jessica," Sia advised.

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"I promise it's delicious," Sia told him. It better be, or she would be a huge disappointment. "I set you a place."

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"Okay. The food on top, right? Not the food I dig to find? Because I can't find that," Jessica checked.

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"You sure know the way to a man's heart, Sia." TO HIS HEART? NO. BECAUSE HIS HEART WAS COLD FROM THE COLD WAR.

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"So do I!" Jessica said. "It's on the table." Which was where she was sitting. Apparently her sense of smell was strong enough to smell something that was directly in front of her.

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"Yes, the food on top that you can see," Sia told her. Jessica was going to have so much trouble even finding a boyfriend at this rate.

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"You got that one right, kiddo," Tony replied, ruffling her hair. Because he was apparently her dad?