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[immigrantproxy]

::A bowl of pasta. An actual bowl of pasta. He's finally done it. Three months of practice have paid off.

... He's really made food, without injuring himself or causing a natural disaster. Staring at his accomplishment, Vincent draws out a fork, and plunges it into the bowl. Drawing back a single, perfect piece of penne, he jams it in his mouth, and

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[zodiaclovindork]

Ahh! What did you make?

[immigrantproxy]

Pasta.
::Proudly displays the bowl to her::

[zodiaclovindork]

It smells really good!

[immigrantproxy]

Thanks.
::Smiles, pleased that he's not the only one who likes the food::