"Paper towels? Sure... think there are some behind the- Ah!" She moved the toaster and revealed a less-then-well-used roll of paper towels. "There you go, help yourself. This pizza was amazing, but was terrible for you, on account that it could be hilaciously greasy, or hilaciously dry, depending on who was in the kitchen that day. Today it was... hilaciously greasy. Eh. Well, suppose it was better then biting into the Mojave. Ruby had swooped into the kitchen and grabbed an entire pie in one hand. "Ruby! What have I told you."<br/><br/>"Woop woop woop..." Ruby turned full around and took one of the paper plates as well.<br/><br/>"Good girl." Yang, on the mean time, took one of the giant pieces, folded it in half and shoved most of it down her throat. "Want something to drink?" She asked once swallowing. It was nice to just have a night to eat in, even if there was a high chance of Sveta going back to dote on her brother. Oh Yang knew. She had seen how the girl looks and talks about her brother, the hearts that appear in her eyes whenever his name was mentioned, or he passed by. It wasn't hard. Eh. Yang didn't mind playing second fiddle to her brother. He was a cool guy.