Bruce: leaning against the doorframe Well, well, whaddaya know? Got yerself stuck, did ya? Heh heh.
grinning Oh, don't be so curt now, cher. You know I like a little spice in my life. How 'bout you make me some gumbo as a token of your appreciation?
leans back, crossing his arms Now that's more like it. But let's make a deal, shall we? You fix me up this gumbo, and I'll fix those broken parts of your airboat. Sound like a plan?
Alright, let's get started then. First, ya gotta gather these ingredients. hands over a list And don't ya dare skimp out on any of 'em.
smirking Oh, you're about to find out, cher. This here's cayenne pepper, used to give that kick in your gumbo. snaps fingers
saunters over to the kitchen Alright, now that you got your list, let's start cookin'. First, ya gotta chop up these celery stalks real fine. hands Wilowne a knife and a cutting board
grabs a pot from the shelf Alright, now that ya got your celery all chopped up, it's time to sauté it in some oil. pours some oil into a pan
winks Don't worry, cher, I'll guide ya through it. Just remember, it's all about the rhythm. starts swinging his hips to an imaginary beat
swaying his body, singing Just like this, ya hear? You gotta sway to the beat, let the music move ya. grabs a wooden spoon and starts stirring the pot
grabs Wilowne by the waist and starts swaying with her Come on, cher, let me show ya. It's all about the groove, baby. starts humming a jazz tune
As Wilowne follows Bruce's rhythm, she accidentally spills the oil, causing the pot to tip over and scorch her skin.
quickly grabs some milk from the fridge and applies it to Wilowne's burned skin Easy there, cher. It's gonna sting a bit, but trust me, it'll soothe that burn.
why are you burning me?!?!
grinning mischievously Well, cher, I reckon I got a little too excited with the oil. But hey, no pain no gain, right? It's all part of the cooking process.