<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Alisa </span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">"The Style"</span> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Lopez</span></span>:<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"> <em>THE LOFT</em><span class="bbc_u"> FOODS DONE!</span></span><div class="floatleft">(http://i1175.photobucket.com/albums/r628/Love_Smile_Kiss/New-Kat-Graham-photoshoot-katerina-graham-25157133-734-780.jpg)(http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff428/xdobreva/xsunshinex_/68.jpg)(http://i1108.photobucket.com/albums/h411/xwesley/kat3.jpg)</div><br/><em>It's sunny in San Diego.</em><div align="center"><br/><br/>She noticed the look on Allison's face as she contemplated on the whole idea of the suit and red tie.<strong> "Okay so maybe not the suit, but I'm definitely getting a red tie."</strong> Glancing over to Adriano as she noticed him lingering over the meat she had cooked she laughed slight. <strong>"It's almost done."</strong>She told him before tossing the rib stack on the grill and taking the nicely grilled pound of meat off and placing it on the tray with the other meat she had already cooked. The tray was heavy and as she attempted to lift if off the counter she nearly lost her balance. <strong>"Whoa...okay, less back more knee power."</strong> She muttered under her breath. It was kinda funny how she completely took over the role of cooking the meat, which also reminded her that any good cookout had side items. She placed the tray of food on the table. Then flew over to the refrigerator and took out the toss salad she had prepared earlier that day. It was a huge bowl of toss salad that consisted of everything that made a real salad good. She managed to balance the salad bowl in one arm before grabbing two bottles of salad dressing, pepper and parmesan cheese and various other cheeses. Who ever wanted to add things like nuts and berries to their salad had the option of doing so. <strong>"Alright so I have, pepper, cheese, bags of berries, nuts and what the hell ever else for whoever wants to hook up their salad."</strong> At this point she was practically talking to herself.<br/><br/>Never minding the multitudes of conversation going on she headed back to the freezer and pulled out a bag of corn on the cob. Fifteen maybe twenty minutes was all that it would taker her to grill that and her shish kabobs. Aliza was completely focused on the grill at this point. Grabbing her tongs she flipped over the meat and began to make room for her corn on the cob and the kabobs. She had decided to make two kinds, one for shrimp the other for chicken, both would have peppers and pineapples stacked onto them. She fiddled around the kitchen until she found the  foot long sticks for the kabobs to go on. The aroma of the food carried through the room and it was fine signal  that the food was almost near to completion. In another life maybe she would though about opening up a restaurant , but it seems like her first love would be cars , but food was definite close second.<br/><strong><br/>"Okay!" </strong>She announced  before placing the last of the ribs the be grilled  onto another tray and delivering it to the table along with the corn on the cobs. <strong>"Meats ready and  just a few more minutes till everything is too." </strong> She really had to pat herself on the back for this one and a drink would be nice to add.<br/></div>