Helen blushed a bit. She had a husband at home... but he was not so passionate in recent years, age and everything considered, and maybe... The woman tried to concentrate on the pan.
Tsurara was virtually unable to blush, but she stared staright into her plate very awkwardly. "I'll pass on the pancakes, thanks. Too hot for me" She realised the unintential innuendo and coughed on her eggs.
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