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[_davidwenham_]

Craig, Mir, and I ended up ordering in pizza the other night when I decided I'd take it upon myself to cook dinner for everyone. It seemed like something constructive to do at the moment, but it really did turn out to be a shit idea. For everyone who thought I was trying to make a joke about needing some sort of cooking classes, I really wasn't

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[mir_otto]

You really shouldn't make a habit of stealing women's undergarments; you'll get a reputation.

I think I might be able to rescue you from a life devoted to Chinese take-out and pizza if we start now.

[_davidwenham_]

Dearest lovely Miranda: I fear I already have a reputation. If you've missed the memo, I fear we we won't be passing it around again.

If you're good enough at this, you could have your own TV show.

[mir_otto]

I think I got the memo. I'm pretty sure I wrote down a phone number on the back, and promptly lost it because that's what happens with random pieces of paper with phone numbers on the back.

There are enough cooking shows on television, don't you think?

[_davidwenham_]

I think you're trying to say you have a habit of losing things. Tsk, tsk. I'm less absentminded than that. Miranda, did you steal my yellow and orange plaid shirt? I was going to wear it in Berlin.

I don't know, isn't there something with a naked chef?

[naomiwatts]

Could your cooking mishaps really outweigh mine? I'm not sure. We'll compare notes sometime. And planted? Yeah, right.

[_davidwenham_]

Can you make grilled cheese, Naomi?

I'm sad that you don't believe me.

[colin_firth]

Hello, David. Mind if I add you?

[_davidwenham_]

Not at all Colin, I'll add you right back.