[ Well, some people don't like cheese pizza, surely. But Blake can't think of anyone off the top of his head. ]
It's gonna be simple. [ Mostly vegetables and what he's hoping counts as homemade mozzarella.
He places some small tomatoes (those are tomatoes, just pretend they're not an odd color) in front of her. ]
Can you cut those up? [ It's a rhetorical question, really, because he's already passing her a knife. ] And then tell me what you know 'bout Castiel the angel...
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It's gonna be simple. [ Mostly vegetables and what he's hoping counts as homemade mozzarella.
He places some small tomatoes (those are tomatoes, just pretend they're not an odd color) in front of her. ]
Can you cut those up? [ It's a rhetorical question, really, because he's already passing her a knife. ] And then tell me what you know 'bout Castiel the angel...