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Tell me we're talking about cooking and not huge life issues.

Well I have both going on, but right now I'm talking about all this shit I gotta chop! I got screwed in the power department!

I can help.

That's the best thing I've heard all day. You just gotta open the bags of all the ingredients and start going to town. There's no measuring these silly boxes come with everything you need right in it.

That almost seems like cheating.

[He cuts with a brisk efficiency.] So. How're you?

What these little ship it too you boxes? I think they're great, but a waste of money. Thankfully I got friends who love me. I'm gonna be bummin' when the free ride runs out. Hows it cheating?

[She is jealous. She watches with narrowed eyes as she tries to get everything else all ready.] Tired. But settling back into normalcy so better. What about you?

You have a free ride that's ending? And I dunno, I just figured you had to go buy stuff after figuring out what you needed.

Can't complain.

Oh my friend got me a trial. I've had month of these meals. They end at the end of the month though.
You can do that too. But see with these things they send you everything you need and this little recipe card with how to make it.

Well you could but it doesn't usually do much good. So what has been going on with you anyway?

Ohhhhh. I was worried for a second.
Good way to learn, actually.

Well. My adopted teenager is getting off drugs, his boyfriend got into a car accident after his brother had sex with my sister, my sister got a really cute dog, and my kids nearly demolished the couch. [None of which is him precisely.] What about you?

Oh no, I have a job now you know. Though, money is part of my life problems but we wont get into that.
Plus you can get the ingredients yourself later. There are some I made that I really like. But you know this shits like 60 bucks a week right. Mental! Course it's "All organic" and shit.

Jeez who do you know that isn't sleeping with one another Jesus! And they took out the couch huh? Rat bastards. This is why I don't have sticky, couch ruining, kids.
[She just laughs as she hands him some more stuff to chop and turns on the stovetop.] Struggling with being about 40 people at once, none of which were any good at writing marketing papers.

...we can if you like.
That is quite a bit, especially if money is tight.

Uhm, not a lot of people I guess. Oh, it wasn't the stickiness, it's that my kids are little wrecking balls. They took out a wall too.
[That he enjoys.] Work?

Naw, I don't want to trouble you. If you leave now I'll never get this cooked.
So tight. That's what she said. But I suppose that's why nothing but yuppies and rich people use the service.

Stop making such sexy friends. Oh I figured as much, I'm just saying they're also sticky.
Do you think that Gabriel has me do anything? Mr. "I-Can-Do-It-All-By-Myself", naw school. Sadly school doesn't have a box you can tick that says "So my superpowers went haywire so could you just not count any of my shit late".

I'd stay!
...she did?

I can't help it. ...true.
[That makes him laugh.] Wait, they don't?

That's what they all say! Then you start talking about stressing out about maybe needing to find a new apartment because you're poor as fuck even with a real job. All after they year your food, get their rocks off without getting mine. [She rolls her eyes.]
No Matt, it's a joke. No one actually said that. You're adorable.

Cause you're so sexy. Tens attract tens. Gross.
No! The fucking rat bastards. And honestly if you're paying for the class your homework and attendance should not fucking count against you. You're shelling out, if your exam grades aren't slipping then there's no need for you to be in class. But that's just me ranting cause I'm trying to not have two incomplete's.

Most people call that cheating...

Hey I'm not going to sit here on a high horse and pretend I'm not a huge cheater.

And I won't sit here and tell you cheating is a bad thing. Makes some things easier.

Well that's good because it fucking does. Sadly this time I don't think it's a matter of 'cheating'. It's more a there's gotta be a better place to find people to live with then the fucking bowels of Craigslist.

Why do you need people to live with?

Cause all the fucking white people moved into my neighbourhood and my rents going up again and I seriously can not afford it. Fucking white people ruining everything.

It's what we do. [He shrugs.] It's just money. Pretty simple problem to solve.

Of what?

I would. ...a new apartment, really?
Oh.

That makes you a ten, or at least a nine.
That's ridiculous, sometimes it just happens. It's not your fault especially if you're not well trained.

Trust me, I know.

Oh yeah, let me just wiggle my nose and get more of it. Ass.

Of using this stupid app! I'm so fucking lost.

Well we're talking about it now I guess so you better. [She sighs and the upbeat Izzy looks incredibly tired.] Yeah. I mean I love my place and I've been making it work but I'm not rent controlled and this year it's gone up by more than I can afford. I'm thankful I'm month to month but I gotta get out of this place before I starve trying to stay in it. Thankfully I have good friends who are good at finding sneaky ways to help me save money while not making me feel like a total ass for asking for help.
It's fine, you dork.

[She pretends to look hurt.] What!? A nine!? Matt!
I know that, and you know that, but people in the real world don't give a shit. People in the real world don't give a shit if your parent dies and you have a hard time dealing with that.

I bet I could show you how to use it.

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Obviously. You look pretty white.

You can't? I can close my eyes and do it.

If you need money, I have some. You can have it.

What? You're pretty! I'd hit on you.
Well, I wouldn't know much about the real world, but it still sounds like horseshit. ...hey! I can fix it I bet.