<strong>Name</strong>: Jack Harth<br/><strong>Time</strong>: About eight months ago<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Elena<br/><br/><strong>"Alright."</strong>He flashed her a smile, and got out a few things; a small wooden cutting board, a chef's knife, a spatula,   some other things. He gave the burgers a flip, and then set about getting a tomato and some lettuce from the fridge. Both get a good washing, and freshly chopped up.<strong>"How done do you want it?"</strong><br/><br/>As she questioned him while he worked, he would pause for a few moments, as if thinking it over.<strong>"Pretty good. Things have been quiet lately. And I bought a new bauble for my bookshelf.  Third shelf from the top, left hand side. Her name is Guanyin. She's sort of a Buddhist angel."</strong>Well, he thought that was a good approximation, though her titled was entirely different. He didn't want to just launch into a long-winded explanation if she didn't care.<br/><br/>As he continued to diligently prepare the condiments, he would occasionally pause to flip the burgers; also, to slice the rolls he was going to put them on. Kaiser rolls.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Statuette</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fengshuioutlet.com/shop/image/cache/data/fsol/b_8122623-170x170.JPG)<br/></div></div>