Both Tran and Marx settled themselves, and began to eat. 

Jammy smiled, always glad that there was such enthusiasm about her cooking. It was something that she had missed, with everyone out of the house. 

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prudence gave a shrug, and said "It's hard to explain. I guess you had to grow up with it" She said, "And it's probably a girl thing-like painting ours horns and such" She said

Sasha nodded, satisfied with the explanation, "Right, seems interesting" She said, stillin a little uncertain with it just yet