"Something tells me that you hold your own just fine," Mick said as they headed up the stairs. The elevator would have been quicker, and while Mick had taken it down, she took the stairs back up because it gave her a bit of extra time to talk to Brie alone and build some repore with her. "I can't cook to save my life. I don't even have pot holders, when I make frozen pizzas I just use a fork to get them out of the oven, my Mom keeps saying I'm going to burn myself. But I haven't yet," she said with a bit of a laugh. "She threatens to buy me pot holders every year for my birthday. She always ends up getting something else, though."
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