Kryner got an evil grin on his face when she asked how Del and him stayed warm-up in Skyaia, "Lots of covers and very little clothes." He cleared his throat and spoke in his deep voice as he then gave his Stalin speak a whirl. "<i><b>Gresttzchak snlimb burshu mov." </b></i>Laughing to himself while she finished up the cheese which would dry out a tid bit which was perfect for his cooking purposes.<br/><br/>Seeing Del come over to check out his pot of tomato soup, "Mhm, I hear ya on that. Do you think Lydia would be able to drink soups like this when she gets a wee bit older and you ween her off your tits?" He figured he could live off potato, tomato, and chicken soups while the little girl grew up at least until she got enough teeth in her little head.<br/><br/>James poked his head into the kitchen when Kryner was speaking Stalin, "What did that mean by the way?" Kryner turned and smirked,<br/>"It meant keeping warm is easy, with women." James understood that and just kinda felt a bit sheepish.