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poison_isleyThey'd chatted comfortably and Ivy decided she liked him. She would definitely not kill him on purpose. That placed him in a special category of people she wanted to like her. Friends was a little far to go, but friendly was about it. And she kind of wanted to impress him, too.
Ivy had promised him a vegan meal and she and her vines had gone wild in the kitchen of her new house. It was small but it had a small garden in back and a decent kitchen. She'd just kind of claimed it when she spotted it online. The last realtor that came by was so confused...
She had opened the wine and invited him, making light chat as she finished up the menu was entirely vegan. To start was a simple potato cream soup with caramelized leeks, then bacon wrapped scallops with a paprika sauce and beetroot dusting served with tempura vegetables and a beautiful miso risotto, also dusted with the beetroot.
There was no reason to hide herself, so when he stepped into the kitchen she had plenty of extra 'arms'. Everything smelled rich and flavourful. Even as she cooked, dishes were being washed and dried and put away. Vines retrieved utensils and stirred the risotto and retrieved the pineapple from the sous vide for dessert.
"Let me just get this on the plates and we can sit at the table," she said. A vine wound it's way to him with the bottle, offering a refill.
Ivy had promised him a vegan meal and she and her vines had gone wild in the kitchen of her new house. It was small but it had a small garden in back and a decent kitchen. She'd just kind of claimed it when she spotted it online. The last realtor that came by was so confused...
She had opened the wine and invited him, making light chat as she finished up the menu was entirely vegan. To start was a simple potato cream soup with caramelized leeks, then bacon wrapped scallops with a paprika sauce and beetroot dusting served with tempura vegetables and a beautiful miso risotto, also dusted with the beetroot.
There was no reason to hide herself, so when he stepped into the kitchen she had plenty of extra 'arms'. Everything smelled rich and flavourful. Even as she cooked, dishes were being washed and dried and put away. Vines retrieved utensils and stirred the risotto and retrieved the pineapple from the sous vide for dessert.
"Let me just get this on the plates and we can sit at the table," she said. A vine wound it's way to him with the bottle, offering a refill.
