I am in charge of inventory here. If you have any questions, please come to me.
[ sola lifts another piece of fruit to her lips before slowly lowering it to the napkin again, tilting her head to the side. ] Do you think we ought to try bakng this into a pastry?
I don't believe we would have anything close to a pie crust on the ship, unfortunately. But – ah.
[ from under the table, sola retrieves her tablet, swiping it on so she can scroll through what they do have on board. ] I think there is some batter we could coat it with and perhaps try frying it. [ she peers over the top of her device. ] Do you think that would work?
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[ Cooking just isn't an instinct He Ming has. But, with a recipe— ]
Since we[]'re stopped now, we could try to make some!
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[ sola lifts another piece of fruit to her lips before slowly lowering it to the napkin again, tilting her head to the side. ] Do you think we ought to try bakng this into a pastry?
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[ There's enough fruit left for something small. It was a big fruit. ]
As mistress of inventory, do you know if we have the supplies for it?
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[ from under the table, sola retrieves her tablet, swiping it on so she can scroll through what they do have on board. ] I think there is some batter we could coat it with and perhaps try frying it. [ she peers over the top of her device. ] Do you think that would work?
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[ The liquid and the oil combining might be dangerous, right? Not that He Ming knows enough to provide an argument either way. ]
But we could try!