Before they turned on the oven heat, Vessy pulled up two chairs in front of the oven: “This way we can watch him bake, Jennifer.
However, I can easily understand if you wouldn’t wanna watch him suffer, since he’s actually your bro, right ?”
“What are you talking about, Vessy ? Of course I wanna watch him cook ! I’m excited how long he’s gonna last !” Jennifer laughed, and she reached out for the oven controls. “Vessy,
since I’ve got no experience with this : What do you think would be a good temperature to roast my bro ?”