Sephiroth: *makes a slight discontent grunt, feeling rejected. Once Dimtri is up against Jenna, he moves into his spot on the bed and relaxes out a bit more* The girls are making dinner now. I suppose I should be thankful.
Cancer: *digs through the cupboards, finding black pepper, chilli pepper seed flakes, cinnamon, and paprika* Will these do, sis? *holds the bottles up, grinning* Anything else?