20332 / 21667 — Johnny, I’m beginning to wonder if you have A Problem
At the moment he was using his time off to get in touch with his domestic side…such as it was. The cleaning he could take or leave—preferably leave, but he was a Good Son and Mama Cass had asked so nicely—but the cooking? That he could do all day without tiring of. Yesterday it had been banana rum cake and beef stroganoff. Today it was two pans worth of yeast rolls, a dinner entrée he hadn’t figured out yet…and the remainder of yesterday’s rum. (One of the other nice things about cooking. Unlike Effacement, there was no real danger in doing it while pleasantly buzzed.)
