Mitch wondered if maybe she shouldn't have let that tidbit out. Phillip was the better cook after all. "Fine, fine," she said as she followed the pair. "So what am I cooking?" "Peanut butter and jelly!" the little girl exclaimed.
Lorelai looked horrified. “Of course they’re good! And healthy! It has peanuts! And jelly made of fruit! And bread!” Mitch had to cover her lips to keep from laughing.
“Not if you’re making that fried nonsense.” Phillip said, shaking his head. The only reason they were walking was because Phillip had no practice with side apparition and there was no way he was risking splinching his daughter.
"So you can boil eggs and you can fry eggs," Phillip said shaking his head in disgust. "It's good to see you've branched out from those muggle two minute noodle things at least."
"You have to admit it's an improvement from burning water." She didn't know how she managed it. But hey, it wasn't like she's actually cooked before at the time. She was trying to cook pasta then. And she burned the water off. Her next attempt, the pasta turned black.
Mitch hummed. The old arrangement didn't sound so bad, besides, it seemed as if they were falling into their old routine already anyways. She wondered why it was so easy despite the years that they had spent apart.
They walked in silence for a while before they walked past an ice cream shop that drew Lorelai's attention. Phillip shook his head. He was usually the healthy one, and he liked everyone in his care to be healthy too, it was something left over from his time married to Don, after being cheated on he'd changed his whole lifestyle. "Well, I suppose one ice cream wouldn't hurt."
Phillip shook his head. How had he gotten himself into this situation. Well, he knew how. "Alright, come on," he walked into the parlour and sat at one of the tables. "What do you want?"
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