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“What’s that you’re making, lad?” Kup came up behind him and put his arms around jazz’s waist.
Jazz turned away from the cooktop to smile and kiss the corner of his mouth. Then he turned back to his pot and stirred the contents. “Soup. Old recipe from Trailbreaker’s box. We’ve got enough supplies to learn these days, so I decided to learn.”
“Well, I’ll be happy to taste test anything you want to feed me.” Kup nuzzled his partner’s cheek as he watched Jazz stir. “But you know, this needs some of those silicone wafers you keep in the hangover kit.”
“Nah, not the ones from the kit.” Jazz shook his head. “Those are bland as water. We’re gonna want the ones in the blue cabinet.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah, ‘Raj says their his favorite to have with this soup.”
“Well, he would know, I suppose.” Kup smiled. “I’ll grab ‘em in a minute or two.”