Vinnie gave her a dry look. "Hey, I'm all for doing what you want, but uh, you might wanna put that out before we get nabbed for smoking in the kitchen of the dorms, ya know? Also it'll make these things taste like an ash tray."

He did smile at her though, and come over to where the dry ingredients were laid out on the prepping surface. Grabbing what looked like a metallic mug, he held it up to her. "Dis is. It's like a sieve, wit fine mesh at the bottom and a turning wheel to get it all through. You pull the handle like a trigger and BAM! you have sifted flour. Just try to get it all in the bowl, capisce?"

He had never had to explain so much about the whole cooking process before, and found that he did actually like it. Maybe he could become a chef or something whenever he got out of school finally.

As he went back to getting the other ingredients ready, he started in on some light conversation with his friend. "So how have things been, Mack? It feels like I haven't seen ya around in a while."