She didn't really know how she had been convinced by Vinnie to come down to the kitchen, she had been caught off guard when the boy had asked her. She had been making her way back to her room from Hunter's to change he clothes finally. It had been over a week and she felt like it was probably a health conscious idea.

She had been hesitant at first, she was still in her full out sulking mode. Vin was one of her good friend though, and Hunter could probably use a break form her moping around her dorm room. She was afraid the blonde might break her Ipod if she sat and listened to it any longer.

So here she was, dressed in actual jeans and a t-shirt and about to help Vinnie cook whatever it was that he was making. She was in no way a cooking person, she knew how to make microwave food and stove top dinners. Nothing too fancy though. She pulled out a cigarette and lit it, letting it dangle from her lips.

"Sure thing boss," She drawled in her New York gangster voice. She was trying to act normal, and she loved teasing him with it. "I think I can handle that. But, Uh, what's a sift?"