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Claudia woke up to the dulcet tones of Skype ringing at 5 AM (she hadn't even realised she'd left it open the night before); it turned out to be Joshua wishing her a happy birthday.
That in itself was awesome, but then Leena also had an idea, and tonight, with luck and planning - and being tall enough to see the inside of the pot, this time around - there will be spaghetti for dinner.
And so, she's calling over her shoulder as she opens the door, "We are not cooking with Artifacts, Pete! Haven't you ever read Strega Nona? Never-ending pasta would probably be the best-case scenario here, and I am not staying up all night to clean that."
She does her customary door-check before heading over to the Bar for a drink; she also gets a cupcake with a candle.
"Awww, thanks. You shouldn't have."
(Of course, whether it counts as a good day on the whole depends on whether she's still having those damn dreams about Joshua. But so far, she has nothing to complain about.)
That in itself was awesome, but then Leena also had an idea, and tonight, with luck and planning - and being tall enough to see the inside of the pot, this time around - there will be spaghetti for dinner.
And so, she's calling over her shoulder as she opens the door, "We are not cooking with Artifacts, Pete! Haven't you ever read Strega Nona? Never-ending pasta would probably be the best-case scenario here, and I am not staying up all night to clean that."
She does her customary door-check before heading over to the Bar for a drink; she also gets a cupcake with a candle.
"Awww, thanks. You shouldn't have."
(Of course, whether it counts as a good day on the whole depends on whether she's still having those damn dreams about Joshua. But so far, she has nothing to complain about.)