Jenny smiled and brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face, a small blush even crept up her cheeks as she nodded towards Nathaniel. Cooking rice was a little below her skill level, but it didn't look like Nathaniel was going to prepare anybody a big feast or anything.<b>"You know what? I don't think ISIS can even cook, I mean, she has no arms or anything, or a way to taste if it's good."</b>Jenny added, after overhearing Nathaniel's discussion with the computer lady.<b>"Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear."</b>She smiled as she rummaged through the various cupboards trying to find some kind of pan. She allowed herself a small cooing sound, as she found the cupboard holding the pots and pans. There were so many! So much more than what she had back at home.<br/><br/><b>"So, euhm... You live alo-"</b>Jenny wanted to asked, as she started to clean the rice in the pan, before being interrupted by Sarah. The small blush grew even redder at Sarah's comment.<b>"We're not... I mean... No... Euhm."</b>Jenny was still unaware that Sarah had been behind the lust boost earlier in the training room, though the thoughts that had roamed her mind quickly returned. The tentacles on her back slowly curled up, as Jenny turned back to the rice, blushing furiously.<b>"D-do you want to help?"</b>She stammered. Sarah didn't look like the type that knew how to cook, or at least, how to cook something that wasn't just warmed up in a microwave, but it never hurt to ask.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>