[ He shoots her a cheeky grin as he slides her cup across to her, already moving to go digging through the icebox to see if he has the ingredients to make something like the Professor's little finger sandwiches. He thinks he might be able to make something like them, even if the ingredients won't quite be the same. The tricky part will be the oil dressing that had been on them. What could he do to replicate that...?
Half distracted with making up a recipe on the spot, he pauses to glance over at her at the question before winking and propping his elbows atop the counter to watch her, his chin propped in one palm. ]
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[ He shoots her a cheeky grin as he slides her cup across to her, already moving to go digging through the icebox to see if he has the ingredients to make something like the Professor's little finger sandwiches. He thinks he might be able to make something like them, even if the ingredients won't quite be the same. The tricky part will be the oil dressing that had been on them. What could he do to replicate that...?
Half distracted with making up a recipe on the spot, he pauses to glance over at her at the question before winking and propping his elbows atop the counter to watch her, his chin propped in one palm. ]
Why don't you try it and see if you can guess?