Onix drummed her fingers, "a little. I live alone and can't possibly have take out every night but I'm not exactly a chef. Just last week I almost had the fire alarm go off because I forgot about the tuna noodle casserole that was in the oven." She sighed and looked around the kitchen, it was only when she was on missions with Snow that strange things happened, like having a conversation about the burnt casserole that she made last week. Onix hated the silence so she asked, "do you cook often?" It was better than talking about the nice weather they were having, especially since the weather wasn't all that good anyways.