"Never had anybody around who celebrated." It was half a lie, but to be fair she'd known Shepard for the wrong part of the year to find that out. "Seems nice though. Figured I give it a shot. When in Rome or some shit."

Dumping out one bowl into the other, she put the empty one in the sink and stared at the mixture, arching an eyebrow as the flour began to absorb the moisture. Huh. Figuring she could give her arm the break for a few minutes, she turned to Johnny and reached to pet Hel. The cat purred but didn't quite give up squirming and Jack found herself smiling.

"So all this fuckin' work for one day? What's the point?" Not that she was asking him, it was more like pondering about it out loud.