May 24, 2010 16:26
[Some pots, pans or other sort of dishes clatter - it sounds like an armful of them was just dumped in the sink. A second later there's the distinctive sound of a plate being shattered against the wall. Finally, there's Azula, sounding rather disgruntled.]
I can't go on like this. How do you people manage to survive without servants? I can't eat out forever and I'm certainly not about to eat raw food! Not to mention that I'm not about to do dishes.
I need a cook. A talented one, although I suppose I can't really be picky here....
!azula,
*ic,
*luceti,
what are these pots and pans for again?