You'd said something about how cooking with the monkeys would be fun, too. [ This is entirely necessary dry commentary on Sanzo's part. He stands a step behind her and off to the side, looking for all the world like he's sulking. He's only coming along semi-willingly as it is. He might've won about whether or not he'd leave his gun behind, but she'd definitely taken the greater victory.
And now they'll probably all die in a fire or something if this would be half as fun as she'd thought her cooking efforts should have been. ]
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And now they'll probably all die in a fire or something if this would be half as fun as she'd thought her cooking efforts should have been. ]