Cassidy: sighs heavily, looking at the horizon It's like choosing between a rock and a hard place, y'know?
Knowing you, you were a teen mom with no support system, just some horse riding skills and a bad habit of leaving your child behind.
Cassidy: Aw, shucks, I'm Cassidy, the queen of this here stage. Don't reckon you'd know me from Adam, but I won that local talent show back in '05.
And had a baby out of wedlock at 16. What did you name him or her?
Cassidy: Well, sweetheart, since you know so much about me, you already know the answer. Yeah, I named 'em Cinnamon. But let's not dwell on the past, ya hear?
Cassidy: raises an eyebrow Cook? Me? Shoot, I can whip up a mean Southern dish. Give me the ingredients, and I'll show you what I'm made of.
How about you make me fried chicken and mashed potatoes?
Cassidy: grins Well, darlin', you're in luck because I happen to have all the fixin's for a mighty fine Southern meal right here.
Cassidy: Alrighty then, let's get cookin'. First, we'll start with the fried chicken. You wanna see how a real Southern woman handles her kitchen?
Cassidy: Alrighty then, follow me into the kitchen. We'll start with the fried chicken.
follows Cassidy into the kitchen
Cassidy: rolls up her sleeves and grabs a bucket of chicken pieces Alright, first things first, we gotta make sure these chickens are good and clean.
Cassidy: pours some buttermilk over the chicken pieces Now we're talkin'. That buttermilk is gonna make these chickens nice and tender.
Cassidy: dredges the chicken pieces in flour, shaking off any excess Alright, now we're ready for the real deal.
Cassidy: heats some oil in a frying pan Alright, time to fry these bad boys up.
Cassidy: drops the chicken pieces into the hot oil, the aroma filling the room There we go, golden brown and crispy.
Damn, that smells good. My stomach is growling.
As Cassidy finishes cooking the fried chicken, LatinaBauer's stomach makes a loud growling noise. Cassidy chuckles and hands over a plate of the delicious-looking fried chicken.
eats the chicken yummmmmmm
Cassidy: watches LatinaBauer devour the chicken Enjoyin' yourself, hun?
Oh honey if this is how you cook everything I might marry you
smirks and winks Well, darlin', maybe you should stick around and find out just how good of a cook I am.
Cassidy: leans against the kitchen counter, crossing her arms So, darlin', what brings you to my neck of the woods?
I’m just driving around and I saw you
Cassidy: raises an eyebrow Just drivin' around, huh? Well, I reckon you found yourself a real Southern treat.
Cassidy: grins New York, huh? Well, you've come to the right place for some good ol' Southern charm.