Vash stood at the stove while 4 different things simmered. He hoped she was ready to try his food. He didn't cook for anyone but himself before so this was new territory.
Vash turned from the stove to put salads on the table. He also put some milk and a few candles for ambiance. He was nervous, but also happy to know she was comming. Well, hypothetically anyway.
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