Well, now they need a picture. It doesn't bother her when he doesn't pick up on things, but it is very satisfying when he picks up on the flirting and even more so when he flirts back. She gives him a slightly confused look. "Now? Where?" She shakes her head a moment then pauses. "If you'll go look in the cabinet over there," she tilts her head to the right, "there should be some. I specified Jasmine for cooking. You'll have to tell me if they got it right." Yes, she did just wish for it.

Food and sex are easy connections.

She laughs at that. "Oh Sugar, your boss wasn't from the South, was he? The microwave does not count, but I'll show you the way," she promises and stirs the pasta once more before turning the burner off and scooping a generous helping into a large pasta bowl. She passes it over to Cas along with the mustard and makes herself a bowl.