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[luckyspots]

[ Marinette is no stranger to electronics-- a few clicks here, a few clicks there and... she pretty much has the hang of it. At least the jist of what she needs in order to use the console.

On the other hand, the speaking part...? ]

Oh... eheheh. Hi, I'm Marinette.

[ She waves awkwardly at the screen. ]

I'm still trying to put everything together but... I think I understand the basics. Since this is my first time out on my own, I thought maybe I should get some help. Where do people live here? [ ... ] And how can I make some money? I'm pretty good with my hands. [ Specifics, Marinette... specifics. ] ...My baking isn't as good as my dad's, but I did learn from a pro. Oh! And I love sewing, so... there's... that...

[ This whole thing has gone pretty smoothly so far. Huh. Great. ]

I think that's... it for now. Anything you can tell me would be really great, thanks!

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[luckyspots]

[Supervised by Adrien... that's fine- it's totally fine.]

Great! I haven't done this in a while, so I could definitely use another pair of eyes.

[So-- to the kitchen, where she starts unpacking and arranging all the ingredients on the table. And then starts rummaging around for the other things she'll need.] Tray... bowls... measuring cups... sieve... bag-- alright. That's all of it.

[How quickly the kitchen counters were covered up. Of course that still included the space she left for her supervisor, next to her primary work space with all the ingredients. Taking off her jacket, she ties it around her waist.]

Alright. Here we go.

[purrns]

[Just don't let him get cat hair everywhere.

He watches intently. He's seen a little baking happening in the cafe, but still nothing like this. It's still a pretty new process for him, and he's really interested to see how it works. He's especially interested to see how Marinette goes about it, bringing her own flair to the proceedings.]

Good luck. Is it weird to wish you good luck? I'm really not up to date with my baking etiquette.

[luckyspots]

That... depends on who's baking.

[And considering this is Marinette Dupain-Cheng?]

In this case... It's not weird at all.

[Her method continues with some measuring. One by one she starts measuring what she needs of all of her ingredients. She's not as precise as her parents... and more gets on her and the counter than it would if this were one of them, but she seems to know what she's doing.]

[purrns]

[Well, he can't help but laugh at that. Marinette's klutziness is pretty legendary after all. ]

I'm sure you'll do fine.

[luckyspots]

[Soon he's not the only one laughing. It's easy to laugh about when you know the person in question isn't laughing at you.]

I have you here-- what could go wrong?

[You know, being the supervisor and all. Besides, with him wishing her good luck, she feels like she can do anything.]

[purrns]

[Oh, Marinette, oh if only you knew. ]

I'd write you up a list, but I can't quite manage that just yet. You'll need to take a raincheck on that.

[He knows he's being far more relaxed than he ever was at home. Living here has done him wonders for getting out of the enforced shell he was living in. Besides, it felt easier letting go a little more with Marinette. She was safe. ]

[luckyspots]

Uhhhh I think I'll pass-- whoops!

[She catches the bottle of coloring before it falls when her elbow accidentally catches it. Please don't jinx her Adrien.]

See-- it's fine.

[Marinette pokes him in the nose with one flour-covered hand.]

It's already going better than usual.

[Whether that's true or not is a mystery-- but she would hope it seems believable.]

[purrns]

[He sneezes, well, like a kitten at the flour-y assault, before rubbing his nose with his paw. ]

I'll take your word on that one, Marinette.

[luckyspots]

[Too cute. Way too cute.

No, focus Marinette. Time to put her skill to the test. Ingredients go in a bowel-- they get mixed up. Uh... there's a little splatter, but otherwise-- perfect. She'll have plenty of cleaning to do later, but if she can manage this, it's fine. After all-- she wants to give him some later, so they have to be good. Her life depends on it.

With the base of the cookies done, she'd like to make sure it tastes right. So she takes a small spoon and scrapes a bit off of the side, offering the spoon to Adrien.]

Feeling brave?

[purrns]

[He does his best to focus on the spoon, which looks giant in his current state. He;s not even sure if he can taste like a regular person would. But hey, she's offering and he's not about to disappoint her for anything in the world.

So, gingerly reaching out a tiny paw to steady himself on the spoon, he gives it a cautious lick, before sitting back. ]

Hey that's good!

[It's all over his whiskers, but that's a bullet he's happy to take. ]