Eva looked at the piles of containers and at the meat Julian was cutting into small pieces, a thoughtful expression on her face.
"There is enough meat to try different seasonings. I'm here for the job. I will help with the seasoning." She clapped her hands, her face filled with sincerity and eagerness to help with the cooking.
But that glossed over the fact that she had no intention of putting any of the containers away. She planned to use them all, thinking it would be exciting to cook and eat at the same time.
Julian merely gave her a bland stare that seemed to say, Really?
"Remember what you said. When it's time to cook, don't run away. Get those trays for me." Julian shooed her away with a wave of his bloodstained knife.
Eva did a little happy dance when she got her way, her mouth watering as she thought about the barbecue they were having tonight.
She dashed into her space to get the trays and other things they would need.
