Jane Crocker (
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44th Recipe [Video, Goldenrod City]
[Y'all, it's been a Time.
It has just been...a lot, lately. Underwater temples, getting trapped in underwater temples, fighting off weird culty people who burst into underwater temples...Jane needs a break. It's September. No one can fault her for gearing up for spooky season a little early if it makes her feel better. So, while it may be a hot day, she's still in the kitchen of the Fletcher Gym, scraping out the insides of roasted kabocha squash.
Bet you didn't know that kitchen was functional, did you.]
I think there's another one of those swarms going on.
[It's said wearily, and with a sense of "I don't think it, I know it" to the words.]
Had to run from a whole darned squad of Teddiursa today...they wanted my pumpkins. Why is it always the goshdang pumpkins they want? [Her scraping becomes a little more forceful.] Or - squashes, sorry, these aren't the pumpkins I grew up with. But - but always the gourds! First at home, now here...
[Finished with this part of the rind, she sets it aside. A sparkly Grimer hand reaches into frame to take it. Yes, she brought Gertrude with her today.]
Ugh, maybe I'm looking into it too hard.
[She sighs. Rubs her face, her eyes.]
I'm. Making muffins with this stuff. So if you want some, and you're in the Goldenrod area, come by and you get a muffin. No strings attached. I'll be here until about four o'clock, and challenges are slow today, so...screw it, why not make muffins. Right? Or I can send them to you, it's no trouble. Really.
[A pause, and Jane picks up her 'gear to reveal a whole pile of squat, green pumpkins. At least two or three large tote bags' worth. Honey you ran from a pack of Teddiursa with all this???]
Seriously.
It has just been...a lot, lately. Underwater temples, getting trapped in underwater temples, fighting off weird culty people who burst into underwater temples...Jane needs a break. It's September. No one can fault her for gearing up for spooky season a little early if it makes her feel better. So, while it may be a hot day, she's still in the kitchen of the Fletcher Gym, scraping out the insides of roasted kabocha squash.
Bet you didn't know that kitchen was functional, did you.]
I think there's another one of those swarms going on.
[It's said wearily, and with a sense of "I don't think it, I know it" to the words.]
Had to run from a whole darned squad of Teddiursa today...they wanted my pumpkins. Why is it always the goshdang pumpkins they want? [Her scraping becomes a little more forceful.] Or - squashes, sorry, these aren't the pumpkins I grew up with. But - but always the gourds! First at home, now here...
[Finished with this part of the rind, she sets it aside. A sparkly Grimer hand reaches into frame to take it. Yes, she brought Gertrude with her today.]
Ugh, maybe I'm looking into it too hard.
[She sighs. Rubs her face, her eyes.]
I'm. Making muffins with this stuff. So if you want some, and you're in the Goldenrod area, come by and you get a muffin. No strings attached. I'll be here until about four o'clock, and challenges are slow today, so...screw it, why not make muffins. Right? Or I can send them to you, it's no trouble. Really.
[A pause, and Jane picks up her 'gear to reveal a whole pile of squat, green pumpkins. At least two or three large tote bags' worth. Honey you ran from a pack of Teddiursa with all this???]
Seriously.
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[That's good, Felix is a good. A bit brusque, but good.]
Yeah, those are the guys I mean. It's kind of hard to reform an entrenched criminal organization? Especially when you're not native to the area. So all we can really do is meet them when they pop up and stop or mitigate their mischief.
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Right, all we can do is try and help out when we're needed... Which is no small thing, a'course. Even if it sometimes doesn't feel like much.
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Although... You ever wonder about that? Like, I don't know. Why are we here?
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[Based on the rest of the conversation, he can't help thinking that if she wanted to share that information, she would have. It seems to be A Thing with humans, they're not as open and quick to share as most fraggles he knows.]
Well, I guess that's really what's important, right? That you know the answer for you, because being in the dark about your own self isn't much fun.
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Mm...no, it isn't. If I didn't have something in mind that satisfied me, I'd surely go mad.
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