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JC caught the spoon, this time managing to keep a hold on it. "Hey," he said as he pointed his spoon at them, [color=7ea7d8]"'Careful' is my middle name."[/color] His grin turned to a wince as his elbow smacked into a nearby tomato, sending it splattering towards the floor. A nervous laugh slipped out of his mouth, more so from the fact that the kitchen full of cuties was watching. [color=7ea7d8]"So, do you think dogs can eat fruits? Vegetables? Whatever tomatoes are?" [/color]

He turned and fetched another tomato from the fridge to compensate for his little accident. [color=7ea7d8]"Anyways, what do we do to make spaghetti?"[/color] He closed the fridge and turned back to the counter, jabbing a finger at the spice rack. Cinnamon, chives, cilantro, and those were just the C's. Some of them had to be used for cooking pasta, right? Shrugging, JC plucked several bottles and placed them beside the newly replaced tomato.