James frowned, "It was a joke." He said. "She didn't get how I enjoyed eating something that still bled." He explained. He cleared his throat, "So, do you know how you want your steak?" he asked.
Red is the colour of fiery passion and I. Am. Flaming~
"Ok." James said, "I'll make it Rare too, that way I can just cook it until you like it." He pulled the first steak out onto a heavy white plate and seasoned it on last time and set it to the side. He took out the next one and did the same to it. "Here." James set the plate down in front of him. He sat his plate down in front of his leaning against the counter instead of sitting down.
Red is the colour of fiery passion and I. Am. Flaming~