Phina glanced up at the newcomer to the kitchen. Her friend was there, clothed and ready to go out. She pulled her largest beauty bag behind her and went with it.
She announced as soon as she entered the kitchen, "I'm going to work." Then, in shock, her eyes sprung open. Her eyes widened. "Oh! Did you decide to cook today?" she said.
Phina was reaching into the cabinet for a saucepan. She smiled gently and nodded in agreement.
"I thought about what you said yesterday, and I believe you are right. I am scared of losing my awesome cooking skill." Avery laughed with delight. She pouted softly and said, "Moreover, I am tired of the fast food you've been giving me. I was just managing it."