Oct 06, 2010 12:15
[It's lunch time and Mamimi is in the kitchen. She's smoking while busily cooking at the stove. There's rice in the rice cooker, noodles in a pot, and tea in the kettle. Mamimi is talking, addressing the empty island chair a few feet behind her.]
Mama didn't teach me to cook.
[Pause]
I did.
[Shrug]
Mama couldn't.
[Pouts]
Well she didn't before she couldn't.
[Pause]
Maybe she didn't want to.
[Turns back to her cooking]
I don't want to talk about it anymore!
comment: piccolo,
samejima mamimi,
plot: ghostly visitors